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SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  DIVI 

AND 

SACRED  POEMS ; 

BEING    CHIEFLY 

A    COLLECTION. 


BY  JESSE  MERCER, 

MINISTER    OF   THE   GOSPEL   AT    WASHINGTON,  GEORGIA. 


Sing  y«  praises  with  understanding."—  David. 


FIFTH  EDITION, 

CORRECTED,  AND  ENLARGED  BY  AN  APPENDIX. 


PHILADELPHIA : 
*   CHARLES  DE  SILVER  &  SCXtfS. 

J.  B.  Lippincott  &  Co.;  E.  Claxton  &  Co.,  Philadelphia; 
Ccshing  &  Bailey,  Baltimore,  Aid. ;  Robert  Clarke  &  Co., 
Cincinnati,  Ohio  ;  Woodhouse  &  Parham,  Richmond,  Va.; 
J.  M.  Cooper  &  Co.,  Savannah,  Ga.;  J.  W.  Burke  &  Co., 
Macon,  Ga.;  J.  J.  &  S.  P.  Richards,  Atlanta,  Ga. ;  T.  S. 
Bidgood  &  Co.,  Mobile,  Ala. ;  Hall  &  Whiting,  Boston, 
Mass.;  Baker,  Pratt  &  Co.,  New  York. 


Entered  accordins  to  tiie  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  yef  '835, 
Uy  J.  J.  Woodward, 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  cf  the  E«-»tern 
District  of  Pennsylvania. 


THE 

CLUSTER. 

ON  FREE  GRACE. 


I.  (C.  M.)  Double. 

Grace,  the  Sweetest  Sound. 

1  "T^T  OW  may  the  Lord  reveal  his  face, 
1^1    And  teach  our  stamm'ring  tongues, 
To  make  his  glorious  reign  of  grace, 

The  subject  of  our  songs. 
No  sweeter  subject  can  invite 

A  sinner's  heart  to  sing, 
Or  more  display  the  sov'reign  right, 

Of  our  exalted  King. 

2  This  subject  fills  the  starry  plains, 

With  wonder,  joy,  and  love, 
And  furnishes  the  noblest  strains, 

For  all  the  harps  above : 
While  the  redeem'd  in  praise  combine, 

To  grace  upon  the  throne ; 
Angels  in  solemn  chorus  join, 

And  make  the  theme  their  own. 

3  Grace  reigns  to  conquer  rebel  foes, 

By  mild  and  easy  means ; 
And  thus  k  manifestly  shows, 

Of  foes  it  makes  its  friends  : 
O'ercome  by  love,  they  all  delight 

To  give  to  grace  the'  praise, 
And  all  their  cheerful  powers  unite, 

The  lofty  theme  to  raise. 


4  ON  FREE  GRACE. 

4  Grace  reigns  to  pardon  crimson  sins, 

To  melt  the  hardest  hearts, 
And  from  the  work  it  once  begins, 

It  never  more  departs. 
The  world  and  Satan  strive  in  vain, 

Against  the  chosen  few, 
Secure  of  grace's  conqu'ring  reign, 

They  all  shall  conquer  too. 

5  Grace  tills  the  soil,  and  sows  the  seeds, 

Provides  the  sun  and  rain, 
'Till  from  the  tender  blade  proceeds 

The  ripen'd  harvest  grain. 
'Twas  grace  that  call'd  our  souls  a*,  first, 

By  grace  thus  far  we've  come, 
And  grace  will  help  us  through  the  worst. 

And  lead  us  safely  home. 
5  Lord,  when  this  changing  life  is  past, 

May  we  but  see  thy  face, 
How  will  we  praise  and  love  at  last, 

And  sing  the  reign  of  grace : 
Yet,  let  us  aim  while  here  below 

Thy  glory  to  display, 
And  own  at  least  the  debt  we  owe, 

Although  we  cannot  pay. 

II.  (11,8.) 

Grace,  Distinguishing  and  Free. 

1  TN  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise, 
JL  Ye  pilgrims  for  Sion  who  press,      [days, 
Break  forth  and  extol  the  great  Ancient  of 

His  rich  and  distinguishing  grace. 

2  His  love  from  eternity  fix'd  upon  you, 

Broke  forth  and  discover'd  its  flame, 
When  each  with  the  cords  of  his  kindness  he 
drew, 
And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name. 

3  O  had  he  not  pity'd  the  state  you  were  in, 

Your  bosoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt  : 
You  all  would  have  liv'd,  would  have  dy'd 

too  in  sin, 
And  sunk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 


ON  FREE  GRACE.  5 

i  What  was  there  in  you  that  could  merit  es- 
Or  give  the  Creator  delight  ?  [teem, 

'Twas  "even  so,  Father!"  you  ever  must 
sing, 
"  Because  it  seem'd  good  in  thy  sight." 

5  'Twas  all  of  thy  grace  we  were  brought  to 

While  others  were  suffered  to  go     [obey, 

The  road  which  by  nature  we  chose  as  our 

Which  leads' to  the  regions  of  woe.  [way. 

6  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name, 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs ;  [fame* 

Be  your's  the  high  joy  still  to  sound  forth  his 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  songs. 

III.  (8,8,  6.) 
Grace,  Inexpressible, 

1  \\f  ERE  oceans,  rivers,  floods  and  lakes, 

H     All  that  the  name  of  water  takes, 

Beneath  th'  expanded  skies, 
Turn'd  into  ink  of  blackest  hue ; 
Add  all  the  drops  of  fallen  dew, 

To  make  the  wonder  rise: 

2  Were  there  a  book  could  we  suppose, 
Which  thinnest  paper  could  compose, 

Large  as  this  earthly  ball ; 
Were  every  shrub,  and  every  tree, 
And  every  blade  of  grass  we  see, 

A  pen  to  write  withall : 

3  Were  all  who  ever  liv'd  on  earth, 
Since  nature  first  received  her  birth, 

The  aptest  scribes  declar'd, 
T'  explain  the  fulness  of  that  lave, 
Found  in  the  heart  of  God  above, 

To  men  by  sin  ensnar'd  : 

4  Were  each  Methuselah  in  age, 
And  ev'ry  moment  wrote  a  page, 

They'd  all  be  tir'd  and  die ; 
The  pens  would  every  one  wear  out, 
The  book  be  fill'd  within,  without, 

The  ink  would  all  run  dry. 


6  ON  FREE  GRACE. 

5  And  then  to  shew  that  love,  O  then 
Angels  above,  as  well  as  men, 
Arch-angels  e'en  would  fail; 
Nay,  'till  eternity  shall  end, 
A  whole  eternity  they'll  spend, 
Nor  then  have  told  the  tale. 

IV.  (l\  M.) 

Grace,  Exhauttlcss  and  full  of  Glory. 

1  npRANSPORTING  news,  the  Saviour  a 

JL         come, 

To  purchase  our  salvation  ; 
Let  eveiy  tongue  now  speak  his  praise, 

In  strains  of  acclamation. 
When  hell's  dark  host,  with  wicked  boast, 

Had  'complished  man's  subjection  ; 
Christ's  wond'rous  grace,  reltev'd  our  rac-% 

By  mercy's  sweet  direction  : 
Th*' eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 
The  heir  and  partner  of  his  throne, 
In  pity  stoop 'd,  was  crucify 'd, 
His  blood  and  righteousness  apply 'd; 
And  thus  our  souls  at  freedom  set, 
By  paying  off  the  dreadful  debt. 
We,  therefore,  we,  from  sin  set  free, 

Will  joyfully  adore  him. 

2  He  comes  the  pris'ners  to  release, 

To  cure  poor  souls  all  bleeding ; 
To  give  the  troubled  conscience  peace, 

By 's death  and  interceding:  . 
The  cursed  chain,  he  breaks  in  twain, 

With  which  our  sins  had  bound  us, 
From  Calvary,  this  pardon  free, 

Has  richly  flow'd  around  us  ; 
Our  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  most  high 
Has  ransom'd  us  to  liberty  ; 
And,  in  a  garment  dipp'd  in  blood, 
Our  foes  beneath  his  feet  has  trod  : 
Rescu'd  by  grace,  we  now  no  more, 
Shall  bonds  of  poverty  deplore  ; 


ON  FREE  GRACE. 

Fair  Salem  waits  with  pearly  gates, 
Our  ransom'd  souls  to  welcome. 

t  Then  happy  souls  come  sing  his  grace, 

Come  sing  txhaustless  treasure, 
'Till  you  behold  him  face  to  face, 

With  most  triumphant  pleasure  : 
•   His  grace  and  love  with  joy  we  prove, 

While  with  delight  we  ponder 
On  what  in  vain,  tongue  tries  t'  explain, 

To  heaven  and  earth  a  wonder : 
Thus  while  we  sit  beneath  his  cross, 
All  earthly  things  we  count  but  loss, 
And  nothing  think,  nor  speak  beside, 
The  blessed  Jesus  crucily'd; 
In  whom  both  love  and  vengeance  join, 
To  make  poor  worms  in  glory  shine 
O  for  this  grace,  let  highest  praise, 

Ascend  with  pleasing  rapture  ! 

4  Our  glad  hosannas  Saviour  God, 

Proclaim  aloud  thy  praises, 
While  all  the  host,  redeem'd  by  blood. 

In  heaven  with  transport  gazes ; 
We  too  aspire  with  that  bless'd  choir, 

In  humble,  sweet  prostration, 
A  glorious  band,  with  harp  it  hand, 

To  sing  complete  salvation  : 
With  them  we'll  drink  immortal  joys; 
With  them  hear  Jesus'  glorious  voice; 
With  them  behold  him  face  to  face  ; 
With  them  transported  on  him  gaze  ; 
With  them  in  heavenly  concert  join ; 
With  them  in  endless  glory  shine , 
In  loftiest  voice  his  praise  rehearse, 

Adore  his  name  forever. 

V.   (8,7.) 

Grace,  All-conquering  and  Charming. 

1  T    EGION  was  my  name  by  nature, 
JLi  Satan  rag'd  within  my  breast ; 
Never  misery  was  greater, 
Never  sinner  more  possess'd : 


8  ON  FREE  GRACE. 

Mischievous  to  all  around  me, 
To  myself  the  greatest  foe  ; 

Thus  I  was  when  Jesus  found  me, 
Fill'd  with  madness,  sin,  and  woe. 

2  Yet  in  this  forlorn  condition, 

When  he  came  to  set  me  free, 
I  reply'd  to  my  Physician, 

"  What  have  I  to  do  with  thee?" 
But  he  would  not  be  prevented, 

Rescued  me  against  my  will ; 
Had  he  staid  'till  I'd  consented, 

I  had  been  a  captive  still. 

3  "  Satan,  tho'  thou  fain  would'st  have  it, 

Know  this  soul  is  none  of  thine ; 
I  have  shed  my  blood  to  save  it, 

Now  I  challenge  it  for  mine  : 
Though  it  long  has  thee  resembled, 

Henceforth  it  shall  me  obey  ;" 
Thus  he  spake  while  Satan  trembled, 

Gnash'd  his  teeth  and  fled  away. 

4  Thus  my  frantic  soul  he  healed, 

Bid  my  sins  and  sorrows  cease  ; 
"Take,  said  he,  my  pardon  sealed, 

I  have  sav'd  thee,  go  in  peace  :" 
Rather  take  me,  Lord,  to  heav'n, 

Now  thy  love  and  grace  I  know ; 
Since  thou  hast  my  sins  forgiven, 

Why  should  I  remain  below  ! 

5  "  Love,  said  he,  will  sweeten  labours. 

Thou  hast  something  yet  to  do  ; 
Go  and  tell  your  friends  and  neighbours 

What  my  love  has  done  for  you: 
Live  to  manifest  my  glory, 

Wait  for  heaven  a  little  space  ; 
Sinners  when  they  hear  thy  story 

Will  repent  and  seek  my  face'. 
VI.   (7,  6.) 

Gract,  Healing  ami  Transporting. 

1    ^TI/TIKN  the  wounded  spirit  hears 
fr      The  voice  of  Jesus' blood, 


ON  FREE  GRACE, 

How  the  message  stops  the  tears, 
Which  else  in  vain  had  flow'd  ; 

Pardon,  grace,  and  peace  proclaim'd, 
And  the  sinner  call'd  a  child  : 

Then  the  stubborn  heart  is  tam'd, 
Renew'd,  and  reconcil'd. 

2  Oh  !  'twas  grace  indeed,  to  spare 

And  save  a  wretch  like  me  ! 
Men  or  angels  could  not  bear 

What  I  have  offer'd  thee. 
Were  thy  bolts  at  their  command, 

Hell  e're  now  had  been  my  place : 
Thou  alone  couldst  silent  stand, 

And  wait  to  shew  thy  grace. 

3  If  in  one  created  mind 

The  tenderness  and  love, 
Of  thy  saints  on  earth  were  join'd, 

With  all  the  hosts  above  ; 
Still  that  love  were  weak  and  poor, 

If  compar'd,  my  Lord,  with  thine  ; 
Far  too  scanty  to  endure 

A  heart  so  vile  as  mine. 

4  Wond'rous  mercy  I  have  found. 

But,  ah  !  how  faint  my  praise ; 
Must  I  be  a  cumber-ground, 

Unfruitful  all  my  days  ? 
Do  I  in  thy  garden  grow, 

Yet  produce  thee  only  leaves  ? 
Lord,  forbid  it  should  be  so  ! 

The  thought  my  spirit  grieves. 

5  Heavy  charges  Satan  brings 

To  fill  me  with  distress  ; 
Let  me  hide  beneath  thy  wings, 

And  plead  thy  righteousness  : 
Lord,  to  thee  for  help  I  call, 

'Tis  thy  promise  bids  me  come  ; 
Tell  him'thou  hast  paid  for  all, 

And  that  shall  strike  him  dumb. 
a  2 


10  ON  FREE  GRACE. 

VII.   (ll's.) 

Grace,  Free  and  Full. 

1  fllHY  mercy,  my  God,  is  the   theme  of 

JL  my  song, 

The  joy  of  my  heart,  and  the  boast  of  my 

tongue  ;  [last, 

Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  first  to  the 
Hath  won  my  affections,  and  bound  my  soul 

fast. 

8  Without  thy  sweet  mercy  I  could  not  live 

here, 
Sin  soon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  despair ; 
But  through  thy  free   goodness  my  spirits 

revive,  [alive. 

And  he.  that  first  made  me,  still  keeps  me 

X  Thy  mercy  is  more  than  a  match  for  m> 

""heart,  [depart; 

Which  wonders  to  feel    its  own   hardness 

Dissolved    by    thy   sunshine,  I    fall  to  the 

ground, 
And  weep  to  the   praise   of  the  mercy  I 
found. 

i  The  door  of  thy  mercy  stands  open  all  day 
To  th'  poor  and  the  needy,  who  knock  by 

the  way  ; 
No  sinner  shall  ever  be  empty  sent  back, 
Who  comes  seeking  mercy  for  Jesus's  sake. 

5  Thy  mercy  in  Jesus  exempts  me  from  hell , 
Its  glories  I'll  sing,  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell  . 
Twas  Jesus,  my  friend,  when  he  hung  on 

the  tree, 
Who  open'd  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

6  Great  Father  of  mercies  !  thy  goodness  1 

own. 
And  the  covenant  love  of  thy  crucify 'd  Son  : 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  whose  whisper  di- 
vine 
Seals  mercy,  and  pardon,  and  righteousness 
mine  ! 


ON  FREE  GRACE.  11 

VIII.  (4M.  Chorus'd.) 

Grace,  Pardoning,  Rick  and  Free. 

1  ^  RE  AX  God  of  wonders  !  all  thy  ways 
|JF  Are  matchless,  Godlike,  and  divine  ! 
But  the  fair  glories  of  thy  grace 

More  Godlike  and  unrivall'd  shine  : 

Chorus. 
Who  is  a  pard'ning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

2  Crimes  of  such  horror  to  forgive, 

Such  guilty  daring  worms  to  spare, 
Xhis  is  thy  grand  prerogative 

And  none  shall  in  the  honour  share. 
Who  is,  &c. 

3  Angels  and  men  resign  your  claim, 

To  pity,  mercy,  love  and  grace ; 
These  glories  crown  Jehovah's  name 

With  an  incomparable  blaze  : 
Who  is,  &c. 

4  In  wonder  lost,  with  trembling  joy, 

We  take  the  pardon  of  our  God, 
Pardon  of  crimes  of  deepest  dye, 

A  pardon  seal'd  with  Jesus'  blocvt. 
Who  is,  8cc. 

5  O  may  this  strange,  this  matchless  grace, 

This  Godlike  miracle  of  love, 
•  Fill  the  wide  earth  with  grateful  praise. 
And  all  th'  angelic  choirs  above  ! 
Who  is,  8cc. 

IX.   (7's.) 

Grace,  All-Conq-^ering. 

1  f\  MY  Lord,  what  must  I  do  ? 
\J  Only  thou  the  way  can  show  : 
Thou  canst  save  me  in  this  hour, 
I  have  neither  will  nor  power  ; 
God  if  over  all  thou  art, 
Greater  than  a  sinful  heart, 
Let  it  now  on  me  be  shown  : 
Take  away  the  heart  of  stone. 


12  ON  FREE  GRACE. 

2  Take  away  my  darling  sin, 
Make  me  willing  to  be  clean, 
Make  me  willing  to  receive 
What  thy  goodness  waits  to  give ; 
Force  me,  Lord,  with  all  to  part : 
Tear  these  idols  from  my  heart : 
All  thy  pow'r  on  me  be  shown  : 
Take  away  the  heart  of  stone. 

3  Jesus,  mighty  to  renew, 
Work  in  me  to  will  and  do ; 
Turn  my  nature's  rapid  tide, 
Stem  the  torrent  of  my  pride  : 
Stop  the  whirlwind  ot  my  will, 
Speak  and  bid  the  sun  stand  still, 
Now  thy  love  almighty  shew  : 
Make  e'en  me  a  creature  new. 

4  Arm  of  God,  thy  strength  put  on, 
Bow  the  heavens  and  come  down ; 
All  mine  unbelief  o'erth row, 
Lay  th'  aspiring  mountain  low, 
Conquer  thy  worst  foe  in  me, 
Get  thyself  the  victory : 
Save  the  vilest  of  my  race, 
Force  me  to  be  sav'd  by  grace 

X.   (8'sO 

Grace,  Constraining  to  Love. 

i  fTlHEE    will   I   love,   my  strength,    m> 

,1  tower, 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown, 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  power, 
In  all  my  works,  and  thee  alone  ; 
Thee  will  I  love  till  the  pure  fire 
Fill  my  whole  soul  with  chaste  desire. 

I  Ah  !  why  did  I  so  late  thee  know, 
Thee,  lovelier  than  the  sons  of  men ! 
Ah  !  why  did  I  no  sooner  go 

To  thee,  the  only  ease  in  pain  ? 
Asham'd  I  sigh,  and  inly  mourn, 
That  1  so  late  to  thee  did  turn. 


ON  FREE  GRACE.  13 

i  In  darkness  willingly  I  stray 'd ; 

I  sought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  rov'd  : 
Far   wide    my    wand'ring    thoughts    were 
spread, 

Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  lov'd  : 
And  now  if  more  at  length  I  see, 
'Tis  thro*  thy  light,  and  comes  from  thee. 
!»  I  thank  thee  uncreated  Sun, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  shin'd, 
I  thank  thee,  who  hast  overthrown 

My  foes,  and  heal'd  my  wounded  mind . 
I  thank  thee,  whose  enliv'ning  voice 
Bids  my  free  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 
»  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 

Nor  suffer  me  again  to  stray  : 
Strengthen  my  feet  with  steady  pace, 

Still  to  press  forward  in  the  way  : 
My  soul  and  flesh,  O  Lord  of  might 
Fill,  satiate  with  heavenly  light. 
5  Give  to  mine  eyes  refreshing  tears, 

Give  to  my  heart,  chaste  hallow'd  fires, 
Give  to  my  soul  with  filial  fears, 

The  love  that  heaven's  host  inspires ; 
That  all  my  pow'rs,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 
J  Thee  will  I  love,  iny  joy,  my  crown, 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God, 
Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  thy  frown 

Or  smile,  thy  sceptre  or  thy  rod  : 
What  though  my  flesh  and  heart  decay, 
Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day. 

XI.  (P.  M.) 

Grace  Constrains  to  Groteful  Acknoxvledgtnent- 

ET  the  world  their  virtue  boast, 


lI/2 


L^heir  works  of  righteousness ; 
1,  a  wretch  undone  and  lost 

Am  freely  sav'd  by  grace : 
Other  title  I  disclaim, 

This,  only  this,  is  al1  tot?  plea» 


14  ON  FREE  GRACE. 

1  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

2  Let  the  stronger  sons  of  God 

Their  liberty  assert, 
Justly  glory  in  the  blood 

That  made  them  pure  in  heart : 
I  am  full  of  guilt  and  shame, 

My  heart  as  black  as  hell  I  see : 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  Happy  they  whose  joys  abound, 

Like  Jordan's  swelling  stream, 
Who  their  heav'n  in  Christ  have  found, 

And  give  their  praise  to  him. 
Let  them  triumph  in  his  name, 

Enjoy  their  full  felicity  • 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

4  Blest  are  they,  entirely  blest, 

Who  can  in  him  rejoice, 
Lean  on  his  beloved  breast, 

And  hear  the  bridegroom's  voice 
Meanest  follower  of  the  Lamb, 

His  steps  I  at  a  distance  see, 
I  the  chief  ot  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

XII.  (P.  M.) 

Grace,  Rich,  Full,  and  Free. 

1  \TE  children  of  God, 

X    By  faith  in  his  Son, 
Redeem'd  by  his  blood, 

And  with  him  made  one, 
This  union  with  wonder 

And  rapture  be  seen  ; 
Which  nothing  shall  sunder, 

Without  or  within. 

2  This  Pardon,  this  Peace, 

Which  none  can  destroy, 
This  Treasure  of  Grace, 
This  heavenlv  Joy, 


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The  worthless  may  crave  it, 

It  always  comes  free ; 
The  vilest  may  have  it, 

'Twas  given  to  me. 

3  'Tis  not  for  good  deeds, 

Good  tempers  nor  frames; 
From  grace  it  proceeds, 

And  all  is  the  Lamb's. 
No  goodness,  no  fitness, 

Expects  he  from  us : 
This  I  can  well  witness, 

For  none  could  be  worse. 

4  Sick  sinner,  expect 

No  balm,  but  Christ's  blood  . 
Thy  own  works  reject, 

The  bad  and  the  good. 
None  ever  miscarry 

That  on  him  rely, 
Though  filthy  as  Mary, 

Manas  s  eh  or  I. 

XIII.   (8's.) 

Grace,  Exciting  Eternal  Praises. 

1  X'LL  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath 
JL  And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

And  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure  ! 
He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shah  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eye-sight  on  the  blind 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind  : 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace  , 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 


16  ON  *REE  GRACE. 

4  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breatn, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'n  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

XIV.  (L.  M.) 

My  Grace  is  svfficient  for  thee! 

1  riOME,  all  ye  chosen  saints  of  God, 

\J  Whose  souls  are  wash'd  in  Jesus' blood; 
Hear  what  he  says,  his  word  is  true, 
"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you." 

2  "I  am  your  sure  Almighty  friend, 

"  Who  loving,  loves  you  to  the  end  ; 
"I  will  be  near  you,  and  will  show, 
"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

3  "  I  know  how  num'rous  are  your  foes, 
"I  know  the  ways  which  they  oppose; 
"I  know  their  cunning  malice  too, 
"My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

4  "  Tho'  Satan  strives  your  souls  t'  ensnare, 
"  You're  still  the  objects  of  my  care  ; 

"  You're  near  my  heart,  I'll  bring  you  thro', 
"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

5  "  Do  you  want  proof  of  this  my  love  ? 

"  Calv'ry  survey  ; — then  heaven  above ; 
"  See  how  the  ransom 'd  millions  bow  ! 
"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

6  "I'll  guide  you  safely  in  the  way, 

"  Thro1  life's  dark  night,  to  heav'n's  bright 

day ; 
"  And  there  with  wonder  you  shall  view, 
•'  My  grace  sufficient  was  for  you." 

XV.   (8's.) 

Free  Grace  a  Sure  Anchorage. 

OW  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein, 
My  soul's  sure  anchor  may  remain, 


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The  wounds  of  Jesus  for  my  sin, 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain; 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay, 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  tied  away. 
Father,  thine  everlasting  grace, 

Our  scanty  thoughts  surpasses  far, 
Thy  heart  still  melts  with  tenderness  ; 

Thy  arms  of  love  still  open  are, 
Returning  sinners  to  receive, 
That  mercy  they  may  taste,  and  live. 
By  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  sea, 

Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  and  rest ; 
'Tis  here  when  hell  assaults  I  flee, 

And  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast : 
Away  sad  doubts  and  anxious  fear, 
Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 
Tho'  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head ; 

Tho'  health  and  strength  and  friends  be 
gone ; 
Tho'  joys  be  wither'd  all,  and  dead — 

Tho'ev'ry  comfort  be  withdrawn, 
On  thee  my  stedfast  soul  relies ; 
Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 
Fix'd  on  this  ground  I  will  remain, 

Tho'  heart  should  fail  and  flesh  decay, 
This  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain, 

When  earth's  foundation  melts  away; 
Mercy's  full  pow'r  I  then  shall  prove, 
Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  love. 
What  in  thy  love  possess  I  not  ? 

My  star  by  night,  my  sun  by  day, 
My  springs  of  life  when  parch'd  with  drough 

My  wine  to  cheer,  by  bread  to  stay, 
My  shield,  my  strength,  my  safe  abode, 
My  palace,  Saviour,  and  my  God. 

XVI.   (8,  7.) 

Converting  Grace  constraining* 

the  brink  of  fi'ry  ruin, 
Justice,  with  a  flaming  sword, 


'O", 


18  ON  FREE  GRACE. 

Was  my  guilty  soul  pursuing 

When  I  first  beheld  my  Lord. 
[2  Terrify'd  with  Sinai's  thunder, 

Straight  I  flew  to  Calvary, 
Where  I  saw  with  love  and  wonder, 

Him  by  faith  who  dy'd  for  me.] 
3- "Sinner,"  he  exclaim'd  "I've  lov'd  thee 

"  With  an  everlasting  love; 
"Justice  has  in  me  approv'd  thee; 

"  Thou  shalt  dwell  with  me  above.' 

4  Sweet  as  angels'  notes  in  heaven, 

When  to  golden  harps  they  sound, 
Is  the  voice  of  sins  forgiven 
To  the  soul  by  Satan  bound. 

5  Sweet  a   angels'  harps  in  glory, 

Was  chat  heavenly  voice  to  me, 
When  I  saw  my  Lord  before  me 
Bleed  and  die  to  set  me  free. 

6  Saints  attend  with  holy  wonder  ! 

Sinners,  hear  and  sing  his  praise  ! 
*Tis  the  God  that  holds  the  thunder 
Shows  himself  the  God  of  grace  ! 


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XVII.  (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

Cod's  Thoughts  Precious  and  Gracious. 

NDULGENT  God  !  how  kind 
Are  all  thy  ways  to  me., 
Whose  dark  benighted  mind 

Was  enmity  with  thee  ; 
Yet  now  subdu'd  by  sovereign  grace, 
My  spirit  longs  for  thine  embrace. 
How  precious  are  the  thoughts. 

That  o'er  my  bosom  roll ; 
They  swell  beyond  my  faults, 

And  captivate  my  soul  ! 
How  great  their  sum  !  how  high  they  rise, 
Can  ne'er  be  known  beneath  the  skies. 
Preserved  in  Jesus,  when 

My  feet  made  haste  to  hell ; 


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And  there  should  I  have  been, 

But  thou  dost  all  things  well  : 
Thy  love  was  great,  thy  mercy  free, 
Which  from  the  pit  deliver'd  me. 
«  Before  thy  hands  had  made 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day, 
Or  earth's  foundations  laid, 

Or  fashion'd  Adam's  clay, 
What  thoughts  of  peace  and  mercy  flow  d 
In  thy  dear  bosom,  O  my  God  ! 

5  O  fathomless  abyss, 

Where  hidden  myst'ries  lie ; 
The  seraph  finds  his  bliss, 

Within  the  same  to  pry ; 
Lord,  what  is  man,  thy  desp'rate  foe, 
That  thou  should'st  bless  and  love  him  so  ? 

6  A  monument  of  grace, 

A  sinner  sav'd  by  blood ; 
The  streams  of  love  I  trace 

Up  to  the  fountain,  God  ; 
And  in  his  sacred  bosom  see 
Eternal  thoughts  of  love  to  me, 

XVIII.   (8,  8,  6.) 

Grace  shining  in  the  Covenant. 

1  "VTOW  for  a  hymn  of  praise  to  God 
JL^I    (Ye  trophies  of  a  Saviour's  blood ;) 

Join  the  sweet  choir  above  : 
All  your  harmonious  accents  bring, 
'Wake  ev'ry  high  celestial  string, 

To  chant  redeeming  love. 

2  Ere  God  pronounc'd  creation  good, 
Or  bade  the  vast  unbounded  flood 

Thro'  fixed  channels  ran  : 
Ere  light  from  ancient  chaos  sprang, 
Or  angels  earth's  formation  sang, 

He  chose  us  in  his  Son. 

3  Then  was  the  cov'nant  order'd  sure, 
Thro'  endless  ages  to  endure, 

By  Israel's  triune  God : 


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That  none  this  cov'nant  might  evade, 
With  oaths  and  promises  'twas  made, 
And  ratify 'd  in  blood. 

4  God  is  the  refuge  of  my  soul, 

Tho'  tempests  rage,  tho'  billows  roll. 

And  hellish  pow'rs  assail : 
Eternal  walls  are  my  defence, 
Environ'd  with  omnipotence, 

What  foe  can  e'er  prevail  ? 

5  Then  let  infernal  legions  roar, 

And  waste  their  cursed,  vengeful  pow'r, 

My  soul  their  wrath  disdains  : 
In  God,  my  refuge  I'm  secure, 
While  cov'nant  promises  endure, 
Or  my  Redeemer  reigns. 

XIX.  (8,  7,  4.) 

Grace  Super-abounding. 

1  O  OV'REIGN  grace  o'er  sin  abounding 
^  Ransom'd  souls  the  tidings  swell, 

'Tis  a  deep  that  knows  no  sounding ; 

Who  its  breadth  or  length  can  tell  ? 
'Tis  an  ocean 
Without  bottom  or  a  shore. 

2  Once  in  Christ,  in  Christ  for  ever; 

This  the  Gospel-scheme  declares ; 
Death,  nor  hell,  nor  sin  shall  sever 

Jesus  from  his  chosen  heirs ; 
Blest  in  Jesus, 
Members  of  his  mystic  frame. 

3  Saints  above  in  full  communion, 

Shine  unspotted  with  their  head  ; 
We  can  sing  eternal  union, 

Though  in  thorny  paths  we  tread  : 
One  with  Jesus 
His  dear  Saints  have  ever  been. 

4  Here  Manasseh  joins  with  Mary, 

Full  salvation  tunes  their  tongues ; 


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Here  the  blind,  the  halt,  the  weary, 

Join  to  sing  the  song  of  songs ; 
Shouting  free  grace 
Through  the  vast  expanse  of  heav'n. 

XX.  (8,  7.) 

Grace ,  a  Miracle 

I  FTAIL  !  my  ever  blessed  Jesus, 
XX  Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing  ; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 

Thou  my  prophet,  priest,  and  king. 
O !  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven, 

O,  what  joy  and  happiness  ! 
Love  I  much  ?  I've  much  forgiven, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 
[2  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcern'd  in  sin  I  lay ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 

Till  my  Saviour  passed  by. 
Witness,  all  ye  hosts  of  heaven, 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness ; 
Love  I  much  ?  I've  much  forgiven, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace.]  .   t 

3  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir, 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthron'd  above; 
Whilst  astonish'd,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love 
That  blest  moment  I  receiv'd  him, 

Fill'd  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Love  I  much  ?  I've  much  forgiven, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

XXI    (CM.) 

A  Dark,  though  Gracious  Prvoidenat, 

1  FTHH  Y  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea ; 

X    Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace : 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 

2  As  thro'  a  glass,  1  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love; 


22  ON  FREE  GRACE. 

How  little  do  1  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ? 

3  'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will; 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight ; 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal, 
In  glory's  clearer  light? 

4  With  raptures  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace  ; 

And  spend  an  everlasting  day 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

XXII.  (C.  M.) 

Covenant  Grace  Secure, 

1  TkM  Y  God,  the  cov'nant  of  thy  love 
XtX  Abides  for  ever  sure, 

And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  What  though  my  house  be  not  with  thee, 

As  nature  could  desire  ? 
To  nobler  joys  than  nature  gives, 
Thy  servant  doth  aspire. 

3  Thy  cov'nant  in  the  darkest  gloom 

Shall  heavenly  rays  impart, 
Which,  when  my  eye-lids  close  in  death, 
Shall  warm  my  chilling  heart. 

XXIII.  (C.  M.) 

Salvation  by  Mighty  Grace. 

1  A  MAZING  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound' 
j\.    That  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me  ! 

1  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear 
The  hour  I  first  belie v'd  ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares, 

1  have  already  come  ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  be  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 


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4  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  to  me, 

His  word  my  hope  secures ; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yea  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail. 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease ; 
I  shall  possess  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  The  world  shall  soon  to  ruin  go, 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine  ; 
But  God  who  call'd  me  here  below 
Shall  be  forever  mine. 

XXIV.  (C.  M.)  Majesty. 

God  Glorified  in  Grace. 

1  PT1HE  Lord,  descending  from  above, 
J_    Invites  his  children  near ; 
While  pow'r,  and  truth,  and  boundless  love, 
Display  their  glories  here. 
.    Here  in  the  Gospel's  wond'rous  frame, 
Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue ; 
A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name, 
Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines, 

Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ; 
Wisdom  through  all  the  myst'ry  shines, 
And  shines  in  Jesus'  face. 

4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God  ! 
And  thy  revenging  justice  shows 
Its  honours  in  his  blood. 

5  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  thought* employs, 
Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays, 
And  more  exalts  our  joys. 

XXV.  (8,8,6.) 

Grace,  Invincible  and  Constraining. 

1   ¥    ORD,  thou  hast  won,  at  length  I  yield  ; 
I_J  My  heait,  by  mighty  grace  compell'd. 
Surrenders  all  to  thte : 


24  ON  FREE  Git  ACE. 

Against  thy  terrors  long  I  strove, 
But  who  can  stand  against  thy  love  ? 
Love  conquers  even  me  ! 

2  All  that  a  wretch  could  do  I  try'd— 
Thy  patience  scorn'd,  thy  pow'r  defy'd, 

And  trampled  on  thy  laws  : 
Scarcely  the  martyr  at  the  stake 
Could  stand  more  steadfast  for  thy  sake 

Than  I  in  Satan's  cause. 

3  But  since  thou  hast  thy  love  reveal'd. 
And  shown  my  soul  a  pardon  seal'd. 

I  can  resist  no  more : 
Could'st  thou  for  such  a  sinner  bleed  ? 
Canst  thou  for  such  a  rebel  plead  ? 

I  wonder  and  adore. 

4  If  thou  hadst  bid  thy  thunders  roll, 
And  lightnings  Hash  to  blast  my  soul, 

I  still  had  stubborn  been  : 
But  mercy  has  my  heart  subdu'd, 
A  bleeding  Saviour  I  have  view'd, 

And.  now  I  hate  my  sin. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone; 
Come  take  possession  of  thine  own, 

For  thou  hast  set  me  free  : 
Releas'd  from  Satan's  hard  command, 
See  all  my  powers  waiting  stand, 

To  be  employ'd  by  thee. 

6  My  will  conform 'd  to  thine  would  move, 
On  thee,  my  hope,  desire,  and  love 

In  fix'd  attention  join  : 
My  hands,  my  eyes,  my  ears,  my  tonguet 
Have  Satan's  servants  been  too  long, 

But  now  they  shall  be  thine. 

7  And  can  I  be  the  very  same 

Who  lately  durst  blaspheme  thy  name, 

And  on  thy  Gospel  tread  ? 
Surely  each  one  who  hears  my  case 
Will  praise  thee  and  confess  thy  grace 

Invincible  indeed. 


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XXVI.  (8,7.) 

Covenant  Grace. 

1  E^AR  beyond  all  comprehension 
J?    Is  Jehovah's  cov'nant  love ; 
Who  can  fathom  its  dimensions  ? 

Or  its  unknown  limits  prove  ? 

2  Ere  the  earth  upon  its  basis, 

By  creating  pow'r  was  built, 
His  designs  were  wise  and  gracious. 
For  removing  human  guilt. 

3  He  display'd  his  grand  intention, 

On  the  mount  of  Calvary, 
When  he  dy'd  for  our  redemption, 
Lifted  high  upon  the  tree. 

4  O  how  sweet  to  view  the  flowing 

Of  his  soul-redeeming  blood, 
With  divine  assurance,  knowing 
That  it  made  my  peace  with  God, 

5  Why,  O  Lord,  was  I  elected, 

Thy  salvation  to  enjoy  ? 
While  such  myriads  were  rejected, 
Equally  as  good  as  I  ? 

6  Nought  foreseen  thy  love  excited, 

Faith,  or  good  desires  in  me; 
But  because  thy  grace  delighted 

To  be  sovereign  and  free. 
T  Freely  thou  wilt  bring  to  heaven 

All  thy  chosen  ransom'd  race, 
Who  to  thee,  their  head  were  given 

In  the  covenant  of  grace. 

XXVII.  (CM.) 

The  Grace  of  Christ  Wondercu*. 

1  A  LOUD  we  sing  the  wond'rous  grace, 
J\.  Christ  to  his  murd'rcrs  bore ; 
Which  made  the  tort'ring  cross  its  throne, 

And  hung  its  trophies  there. 

2  ■"*  Father,  forgive,"  his  mercy  cry'd, 

With  his  expiring  breath  *; 


26  ON  FRKE  GRACE. 

And  drew  eternal  blessings  down 
On  those  who  wrought  his  death. 

3  Jesus,  this  wond'rous  love  we  sing, 

And,  whilst  we  sing,  admire  ; 
Breathe  on  our  souls  and  kindle  there 
The  same  celestial  fire. 

XXVIII.  (7's.) 

Grace,  or  Love  of  Jesus. 

1  T  OVE  divine,  how  sweet  the  sound  ! 
M.A  May  the  theme  on  earth  abound  ! 
May  the  hearts  of  saints  below, 

With  the  sacred  rapture  glow  ! 

2  Love  amazing,  large  and  free, 
Love  unknown,  to  think  on  me  ! 
Let  that  love  upon  me  shine, 
Saviour  with  its  beams  divine. 

5  Better  than  earth's  gilded  toys, 
Or  an  age  of  carnal  joys  ; 
Better  far  than  Ophir's  gold, 
Love  that  never  can  be  told. 

4  Better  than  this  life  of  mine, 
Saviour  is  thy  love  divine  : 
Drop  the  veil  and  let  me  see 
Rivers  of  this  love  in  thee. 

5  While  in  Mesech's  tents  I  stay, 
Love  divine  shall  tune  my  lay ; 
When  I  soar  to  bliss  above, 
Still  I'll  praise  a  Saviour's  love. 

XXIX.  (7's.) 

The  Sovereignty  of  Grace. 

1  Ci  OV'REIGN  grace  has  pow'r  alone 
k5  To  subdue  a  heart  of  stone  ; 
And  the  moment  grace  is  felt, 
Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt. 

i  When  the  Lord  was  crucifi'd, 
Two  transgressors  with  him  dy'd  ; 
One  with  vile  blaspheming  tongue, 
ScofT'd  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 


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3  Thus  he  spent  his  wicked  breath, 
In  the  very  jaws  of  death  ; 
Perish'd  as  too  many  do, 

With  the  Saviour  in  his  view. 

4  But  the  other  touch 'd  with  grace, 
Saw  the  danger  of  his  case  : 
Faith  receiv'd  to  own  the  Lord, 
Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhorr'd. 

5  "Lord,"  he  pray'd,  "remember  me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be :" 

"  Soon  with  me,"  the  Lord  replies, 
"Thou  shalt  rest  in  Paradise." 

6  This  was  wond'rous  grace  indeed, 
Grace  vouchsafe!  in  time  of  need ! 
Sinners  trust  id  Jesus'  name, 

You  shall  find  him  still  the  same. 

XXX.  (L.  M.) 

Praise  for  Fife  Grace* 

I  VJTTHILE  here  on  earth  I'm  call'd  to  stay, 
H     I'll  praise  my  God  from  day  to  day  ; 
Jesus  hath  wash'd  away  my  sin, 
And  made  by  soul  complete  in  him. 

1  When  I  am  brought  before  his  throne, 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  he  hath  done, 
And  join  with  all  the  ransom 'd  race, 
To  praise  the  riches  of  his  grace. 

3  Through  all  eternity  I'll  view 
My  Jesus,  and  admire  him  too  ■ 
Praise  shall  attune  my  warbling  tongue, 
And  grace,  free  grace  be  all  my  song. 

XXXI.  (C.  M.) 

Grace,  Converting  and  Free. 

\   TT  AIL,  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine 
JUL  Is  thy  victorious  sword  ! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign 
At  thy  commanding  word. 

2  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh, 

Ride  with  majestic  sway ; 


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Go  forth,  sweet  prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

3  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete, 

And  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meet 

To  sing  thy  conqu'ring  grace — 
i  O  may  my  humble  soul  be  found 

Among  that  favour'd  band  ! 
And  I,  with  them,  thy  praise  will  sound, 

Throughout  Immanuel's  land. 

XXXII.  (C.  M.) 

Grace  displayed  in  the  Conversion  of  the  Jailor. 

1  T  ORD  we  adore  thy  matchless  ways 
JLi  In  bringing  sguIs  to  thee  : 

We  sing  and  shout  eternal  praise, 
For  grace  so  full  and  free. 

2  Thy  grace  pervades  the  prison's  gloom, 

And  shines  with  lustre  there  ; 
Thy  pow'r  can  bring  a  jailor  home, 

With  trembling,  hope,  and  fear. 
S'  "  What  must  I  do,"  the  Jailor  cries, 

"  To  save  my  sinking  soul  ?" 
"Believe  in  Christ,"  the  word  replies, 

"  Thy  faith  shall  make  thee  whole." 

4  Come,  sinners,  then,  the  Saviour  trust, 

To  wash  you  in  his  blood  ! 
To  change  your  hearts,  subdue  your  lust, 
And  bring  you  home  to  God. 

XXXIII.  (C.  M.) 

Orace  in  the  Conversion  of  Zaccheua. 

1  4    SIGHT  of  Jesus  with  his  eyes, 
■£»-  Zaccheus  longed  to  have  : 
But  mark  how  sure  salvation  flies 

To  them  that  God  will  save, 

2  However  casual  it  may  seem 

That  Jesus  pass'd  that  way, 
Twas  all  according  to  the  scheme 
That  in  his  counsel  lay. 


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I  Long  m  the  cov'nant  of  his  grace 
His  worthless  name  had  been  : 
His  stature  and  his  dwelling-place 
Were  both  contain'd  therein, 
i  His  call  by  grace,  ere  time  begun, 
Was  fix'd  in  day  and  hour : 
And  he  could  neither  will  nor  run 
'Till  Jesus  gave  him  pow'r. 

XXXIV.  (C.  M.) 

Grace  inexhaustible. 

JEHOVAH'S  grace,  how  full,  how  free  f 
His  language  how  divine  ! 
"  My  son,  thou  ever  art  with  me, 

"  And  all  I  have  is  thine. 
"  My  saints  shall  each  a  portion  share, 

"  That's  worthy  of  a  God  : 
"  They  are  my  chief  my  constant  care— 

"  The  purchase  of  my  blood. 
"  Both  grace  and  glory  I  will  give, 

"  And  nothing  good  deny  : 
"  With  me  my  saints  shall  ever  live, 

"And  reign  with  me  on  high. 
"  And  if  ten  thousand  more  I  call 

"T'  enjoy  this  happiness, 
"  I  have  enough  for  each,  for  all, 

"  Nor  shall  you  have  the  less." 
Then,  dearest  Lord,  make  millions  come. 

And  feast  on  pard'ning  grace  : 
Bring  prodigals,  bring  exiles  home, 

A  nd  we  will  shout  thv  nraise. 

XXXV.  (C.  M.) 

Love  is  a  Flmver  in  Grace. 

THE  finest  flow'r  that  ever  blow'd, 
Open'd  on  Calv'ry's  tree, 
When  Jesus'  blood  in  rivers  flow'd, 
For  love  of  worthless  me  ! 
I  Its  deepest  hue,  its  richest  smell, 
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Nor  can  the  tongue  of  angels  tell 
How  bright  the  colours  are. 

3  On  Canaan's  banks,  supremely  fair, 

This  flow'r  of  glory  blooms, 
Transplanted  to  its  native  air, 
And  all  the  shorts  perfumes. 

4  And  soon  on  yonder  banks  above, 

Shall  ev'ry  blossom  here 
Appear  a  full-blown  flow'r  of  love, 
Like  him  transplanted  there. 

XXXVI.  (L.  M.) 

Free  Cqace,  or  tfie  Loving-kindnets  of  the  Lord. 

t     A  WAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 

J\.  And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all : 
He  sav'd  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  great ! 

3  Through  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong  ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  good  ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart  : 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  pow'rs  must  fail : 
O  !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

T  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day ; 


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And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies. 

XXXVII.  (CM.) 

Free  Grace  Displayed  on  the  Crass. 

1  4  Son  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
J\.  And  wept,  and  bled,  and  dy'd, 
He  poui'd  salvation  on  a  wretch, 

That  languish'd  at  his  side. 

2  His  crimes  with  inward  grief  and  shame, 

The  penitent  confess'd ; 
Then  turn'd  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  pray'r  address'd  : 

3  *  Jesus,  thou  Son  and  heir  of  heav'n  ! 

'Thou  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ! 
'I  see  thee  bath'd  in  sweat  and  tears, 

•  And  welt'ring  in  thy  blood. 

4  *  Yet  quickly  from  these  scenes  of  woe 

*  In  triumph  thou  shalt  rise, 

'Burst  through  the  gloomy  shades  of  death, 
■  And  shine  above  the  skies. 

5  •  Amid  the  glories  of  that  world, 

'  Dear  Saviour  think  on  me, 
'  And  in  the  vict'ries  of  thy  death 
'  Let  me  a  sharer  be.' 

6  His  pray'r  the  dying  Jesus  hears, 

And  instantly  replies, 
■  To-day  thy  parting  soul  shall  be 
'  With  me  in  Paradise. ' 

XXXIII.  (L.  M.) 

Grace  and  Works  contrasted. 

SELF-RIGHTEOUS  souls  on  works  rely, 
And  boast  their  moral  dignity ; 
But  if  I  lisp  a  song  of  praise, 
Each  note  shall  echo,  Grace,  free- Grace  ! 
2  'Twas  grace  that  quicken'd  me  when  dead, 
And  grace  my  soul  to  Jesus  led : 


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Grace  brought  me  pardon  for  mjr  sin, 
And  grace  subdues  my  lusts  within. 

3  '  Us  grace  that  sweetens  ev'ry  cross- - 
'Tis  grace  supports  in  every  loss  : 

In  Jesus'  grace  my  soul  is  strong : 
Grace  is  my  hope,  and  grace  my  song. 

4  'Tis  grace  upholds  when  danger's  near  : 
By  grace  alone  I  persevere  : 

'  Tis  grace  contrains  my  soul  to  love- 
Grace  !  grace  !  is  all  they  sing  above. 

5  'Tis  thus  alone  of  grace  I  boast, 
And  'tis  alone  in  grace  I  trust  : 

For  all  that 's  past,  grace  is  my  theme, 
For  what's  to  come  'tis  still  the  satne. 

6  In  countless  years  of  grace  I'll  sing, 
Adore  and  bless  my  heav'nly  King  : 
I'll  cast  my  crown  before  the  throne, 
And  shout,  Free  grace  !  free  grace  alone! 

XXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

Grace  Displayed  in  Resemratior.. 

1  }rpIS  not  the  nat'ral  birth  of  man, 

JL    That  purifies  the  human  heart ; 
Nor  an  enthusiastic  plan, 

Study 'd  and  ply'd  by  priestly  art : 

2  'Tis  God  alone,  and  only  he, 

Can  make  a  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Can  heal  the  inbred  leprosy, 

And  break  the  cursed  yoke  of  sin. 

3  To  his  great  name  praises  belong, 

For  what  his  grace  for  us  hath  done  : 
Free  grace  shall  be  the  heav'nly  song, 
That's  sung  by  ev'ry  heav'nly  tongue, 

XL.  (C.  M.) 

Gracious  Operations,  Sovereign  anil  tree. 

1  mHE  blessed  Spirit,  like  the  wind, 
JL    Blows  when  and  where  he  please  r 
How  happy  are  the  men  who  feel 
The  soul-enliv'ning  breeze. 


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*2  He  forms  the  carnal  mind  afresh, 
Subdues  the  pow'rs  of  sin, 
Transforms  the  heart  of  stone  to  flesh  : 
And  plants  his  grace  within. 

3  He  sneds  abroad  his  Father's  love, 

Applies  redeeming  blood, 
Bids  both  our  guilt  and  grief  remove, 
And  brings  us  near  to  God. 

4  Lord,  fill  each  dead  benighted  soul 

With  life,  and  light,  and  joy  ! 
None  can  thy  mighty  pow'r  controul— -    • 
Thy  glorious  work  destroy. 

XL1.  (L.  M.) 

The  same. 

!  Xjl  TERNAL  Spirit !  we  confess 
_El  And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
Thy  pow'r  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlighten 'd  by  thine  heav'nly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  "day  : 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger,  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin ; 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

*  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice  ; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  : 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 
And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

XLII.  (L.  M.) 

Grace,  Justice,  and  Truth,  Harmonized. 

1  "I  NFIN1TE  grace  !  and  can  it  be 

X  That  heav'n  supreme   should   stoop  so 

low ; 
To  visit  one  so  vile  as  1, 

One  who  has  been  his  bitt'rest  foe  ? 
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2  Can  holiness  and  wfsdom  job, 

With  truth,  with  justice,  and  with  grace 
To  make  eternal  blessings  mine, 
And  sin  with  all  its  guilt  erase  ? 

3  O  love  !  beyond  conception  great, 

That  form'd  the  vast  stupendous  plan  ! 
Where  all  divine  perfections  meet 
To  reconcile  rebellious  man  ! 

4  There  wisdom  shines  in  fullest  blaze, 

And  justice  all  her  rights  maintains  ! 
Astonish'd  angels  stoop  to  gaze, 
While  mercy  o'er  the  guilty  reigns. 

5  Yes,  mercy  reigns,  and  justice  too — 

In  Christ  harmoniously  they  meet : 
He  paid  to  justice  all  her  due, 
And  now  he  fills  the  mercy  seat. 

XLIII.  (L.  M.) 

Grace,  Sovereign  and  Free. 

1  T\IFFUSEthy  beams,  and  teach  my  heart, 
1 "   With  genial  warmth  to  glow  and  grow. 

For  lo  !  without  thy  heav'nly  art, 
In  vain  my  loftiest  numbers  flow. 

2  Magnificent,  free  grace  arise, 

Outshine  the  thoughts  of  shallow  man  : 
Sov'reign,  preventing,  all  divine, 
To  him  that  neither  will'd  nor  ran. 

3  Grand  is  the  bosom  whence  thou  flowd'st, 

Kind  as  the  heart  that  gave  thee  vent : 
Rich  as  the  gift  that  God  bestow 'd, 
Lovely  and  so  like  Christ  he  sent 

4  Grace  by  a  righteousness  doth  reign, 

Wrought  by  the  sacred  life  of  God  : 
Where  sin  is  spoil'd  grace  shall  maintain 
Its  right  in  Jesus'  sacred  blood. 

5  Infinite  grace,  how  full  of  God, 

In  ev'Vy  work  of  thine — there  glows 
New  glories  in  thy  sacred  blood, 
There  life  divine  eternal  flows. 


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6  We  bowing  sing  thy  death  so  strong 

Which  all  our  souls  from  death  defends  : 
Shout,  ye  redeem'd,  for  here  your  song, 
Begins,  and  never,  never  ends. 

XL1V.  (L.  M.) 

Grace  in  Chris'  before  the  World  began. 

1  T7*  XPAND  my  soul,  arise  and  sing 

Jui    The  matchless  grace  of  Zion's  King, 
Whose  love  as  ancient  as  his  name, 
Let  all  thy  pow'r  aloud  proclaim. 

2  'Twas  he  eternal  ages  past, 

Form'd  his  great  plan  from  first  to  last ; 
And  what  his  arm  would  e'er  fulfil, 
Stood  ever  present  to  his  will. 

3  Grace,  deep  as  the  eternal  mind, 
Unutterable  bliss  design'd 

For  man,  ere  worlds  or  sin  were  born, 
Or  angels  sang  creation's  morn. 

4  Chosen  of  old,  of  old  approv'd  ; 
In  Christ  th'  eternal  Son  belov'd  ; 
Adopted  too,  and  children  made, 
Ere  sin  its  baneful  poison  spread. 

5  Then  let  our  souls  in  him  rejoice, 
And  favour'd  objects  of  his  choice  ; 
Redeem'd,  and  sav'd  by  grace,  we  sing 
Eternal  praise  to  Christ  our  King. 

XLV.  (C.  M.) 

Grace,  Reigning  in  Election. 

1  Tf  LECTION  !  'tis  a  joyful  sound 
Jut   To  wretched,  guilty  man  ! 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  form'd 

The  everlasting  plan. 

2  O  may  this  Bible  truth  inspire 

My  heart  with  purest  bliss ; 
And  land  my  soul  in  mansions  where 
My  chosen  Jesus  is. 


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XLVI.  (L.  MO 

Grace  in  Culling  and  Election. 

X  FI^IIEKE,  is  a  period  known  to  God, 

I.     When  all  his  sheep,  redeem'd  by  blood* 
Shall  leave  the  hateful  ways  of  sin, 
Turn  to  the  fold,  and  enter  in. 

2  At  peace  with  hell,  with  God  at  war, 
In  sin's  dark  maze  they  wander  far  ; 
Indulge  then-  lusts,  and  still  go  on 

As  for  from  God  as  sheep  can  run. 

3  Glory  to  God,  they  ne'er  can  rove 
Beyond  the  limits  of  his  love  ! 
Secur'd  by  his  eternal  will, 

Firm  as  the  base  of  Sion's  hill. 

4  TV  appointed  time  rolls  on  apace, 
Not  to  propose,  but  call  by  grace  ; 
To  change  the  heart,  renew  the  soul, 
And  all  their  sinful  lusts  controul. 

XLVII.   (C.  M.) 

The  sa:ne. 


Iff 


Which  we  in  Christ  possess  ; 
We're  sav'd  from  guilt  and  ev'ry  sin, 
And  call'd  to  holiness. 
5    The  glory,  Lord,  from  first  to  last, 
Is  due  to  thee  alone  : 
Aught  to  ourselves  we  dare  not  take, 
Or  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 
3  Our  glorious  Surety  undertook 
Redemption's  wond'rous  plan  ; 
And  grace  was  given  us  in  him 
Before  the  world  began. 
i  Not  one  of  all  the  chosen  race, 
But  shall  to  heav'n  attain  ; 
Partake  on  earth  the  purpos'd  grace, 
And  then  with  Jesus  reign. 


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XL  VIII    (L.M.) 

Gospel-Grace,  a  Joyful  Sound. 

1  |^1  OME  dearest  Lord,  who  reigns  above, 
\J  And  draw  me  with  the  cords  of  love  ! 
And  while  the  gospel  does  abound, 

()  may  I  know  the  joyful  sound  ! 

2  Sweet  are  the  tidings,  free  the  grace, 
It  brings  to  our  apostate  race  ; 

It  spreads  a  heav'nly  light  around: 
O  may  1  know  the  joyful  sound  ! 

3  The  gospel  bids  the  sin-sick  soul 
Look,  up  to  Jesus  and  be  whole  : 

In  him  are  peace  and  pardon  found  ; 
O  may  I  know  the  gospel  sound  ! 

4  It  stems  the  tide  of  swelling  grief, 
Affords  the  needy  sure  relief; 
Releases  those  by  Satan  bound, 

O  may  I  know  the  joyful  sound  ! 

XLIX.   (S.  M.) 
Grace,  a  Charming  Sound 

1  d~~i  RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound  ! 
\JT  Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound  ! 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wond'rous  plan. 
("3  Grace  first  inscrib'd  my  name 
In  God's  eternal  book  : 
'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  all  my  sorrows  took.] 
4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet, 

To  tread  the  heav'nly  road  : 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 


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5  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

U  (C.  M.) 

The  Mysteries  of  Grace  all  explained  in  Heaven. 

1  |"1  REAT  (rod  of  Providence  !  thy  ways 
\J   Are  hid  from  mortal  sight ; 
Wrapt  in  impenetrable  shades, 

Or  cloth'd  with  dazzling  light. 

2  The  wond'rous  methods  of  thy  grace 

Evade  the  human  eye  ; 
The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  approach, 
The  farther  off  they  fly. 

3  Hut  in  the  world  of  bliss  above 

Where  thou  dost  ever  reign, 
These  myst'ries  shall  be  all  unveil'd, 
And  not  a  doubt  remain. 

4  The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  there 

His  brightest  beams  display, 
And  not  a  hov'ring  cloud  obscure 
That  never-ending  day. 

LI.   (CM.) 

All  Means  Vain  without  Free  Grace. 

1  T-N  vain  Apollo's  silver  tongue, 

1_   And  Paul's,  with  strings  profound, 
Diffuse  among  the  list'ning  throng 
The  Gospel's  gladd'ning  sound. 

2  Jesus,  the  work  is  wholly  thine 

To  form  the  heart  anew  ; 
JVbw  let  thy  sov'reign  grace  divine 
Each  stubborn  soul  subdue. 

LII.  (S.  M.) 

Dependence  en  Grace. 

1  FT^t)  keep  the  lamp  alive, 
JL    With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl  ; 
'  lis  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 


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2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 

Supplies  the  living  stream  ; 
It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 
But  still  deriv'd  from  him. 

3  "Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone ; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 
Wno  trusted  in  his  own. 

4  In  Jesus  is  our  store, 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne  ; 
Whoever  says,   "  I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 

LIU.  (C.  M.) 

Pharisaical  Pride  and  the  Humility  of  Gracious  Men 
contrasted. 

1  V17HAT  makes  mistaken  men  afraid 

M     Of  sov'reign  grace  to  preach  ? 
The  reason  is  (if  truth  be  said) 
Because  they  are  so  rich. 

2  Why  so  offensive  in  their  eyes 

Doth  God's  election  seem  ? 
Because  they  think  themselves  so  wise, 
That  they  have  chosen  him. 

3  Of  perseverance  why  so  loth, 

Are  some  to  speak  or  hear  ? 
Because,  as  masters  over  sloth, 
They  vow  to  persevere. 

4  Whence  is  imputed  righteousness, 

A  point  so  little  known  ? 
Because  men  think  they  all  possess 
Some  righteousness  their  own. 
J  Not  so  the  needy  helpless  soul 
Prefers  his  humble  pray'r  : 
He  looks  to  him  that  works. the  whole, 
And  seeks  his  treasure  there. 
6  His  language  is,  "  Let  me  my  God, 
"On  sovereign  grace  rely  : 
"And  own  'tis  free,  because  bestow'd 
"On  one  so  vile  as  I. 


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PAUSE. 

7  "  Election  !  'tis  a  word  divine ; 

•'For,  Lord,  I  plainly  sec, 
"  Had  not  thy  choice  prevented  mine, 
"  1  ne'er  had  chosen  thee. 

8  "For  perseverance  strength  I've  none, 

"  But  would  on  this  depend, 
"  That  Jesus  having  Lov'd  his  own, 
"He  lov'd  them  to  the  end. 

9  "  Empty  and  bare  I  come  to  thee, 

"  For  righteousness  divine  : 
"  O  may  thy  matchless  merits  be, 
"  By  imputation  mine  !" 

10  Thus  differ  these,  yet  hoping  each 

To  make  salvation  sure : 
Now  most  men  would  approve  the  rich, 
But  Christ  has  blest  the  poor. 

LIV.  (L.  M.) 

Free  Salvation. 

1  "I    ONG  ere  the  sun  began  his  days, 
J_J  Or  moon  shot  forth  her  silver  rays, 
Salvation's  scheme  was  fix'd,  'twas  done 
In  cov'nantby  the  Three  in  One. 

2  The  Father  spake,  the  Son  reply'd, 
The  Spirit  with  them  both  comply'd : 
Grace  mov'd  the  cause  for  saving  man, 
And  wisdom  drew  the  noble  plan. 

j  The  Father  chose  his  only  Son, 
To  die  for  sins  that  man  had  done ; 
Immanuel  to  the  choice  agreed, 
And  thus  secur'd  a  num'rous  seed. 

4  He  sends  his  Spirit  from  above, 
To  call  the  objects  of  his  love ; 
Not  one  shall  perish  or  be  lost, 

His  blood  has  bought  them,  dear  they  cost 

5  What  high  displays  of  sov'reign  grace  ! 
What  love  to  save  a  ruin'd  race  ! 

My  soul  adore  his  lovely  name, 
By  whom  thy  free  salvation  came. 


ON  FREE  GRACE.  41 

LV.  (CM.) 

Truth  and  Grace. 

1  T^TTHEN  first  the  God  of  boundless  grae* 

?  f     Disclos'd  his  kind  design, 
To  rescue  his  apostate  race 
From  mis'ry,  shame,  and  sin: 

2  Quick  thro'  the  realms  of  light  and  bliss, 

The  joyful  tidings  ran  ; 
Each  heart  exulted  at  the  news, 
That  God  would  dwell  with  man. 

3  Yet  'midst  their  joys  they  paus'd  awhile, 

And  ask'd  with  strange  surprise, 
"  But  how  can  injur'd  justice  smile, 
"Or  look  with  pitying  eyes." 

4  The  Son  of  God  attentive  heard, 

And  quickly  thus  reply'd  : 
"  In  me  let  mercy  be  rever'd, 
"  And  justice  satisfy 'd. 

5  "  Behold  !  my  vital  blood  I  pour, 

"  A  sacrifice  to  God  ; 
"Let  angry  justice  now  no  more 
"Demand  the  sinner's  blood." 

6  He  spake,  and  heav'n's  high  arches  rung 

With  shouts  of  loud  applause  ; 
"He  dy'd,"  the  friendly  angels  sung, 
And  we  repeat  their  joys. 

LVI.  (L.  M.) 

Grace  Excites  to  Prayer. 

1  rpHE  soul  that's  truly  born  of  God 

JL    Delights  to  run  the  heav'nly  road  ; 
He  mourns  for  sin  and  hates  the' ways 
Which  lead  to  death— Behold  he  prays. 

2  Grace  is  the  theme  his  soul  explores; 
A  God  in  Christ  his  soul  adores  : 
Before  the  cross  his  fears  he  lays, 
And  now  to  God — behold  he  prays. 

3  He  flies  from  works  to  Jesus'  blood, 

i    Yet  proves  by  works  he 's  born  of  God  : 

I 


42  CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 

He  runs  with  joy  in  Zion's  ways, 
And  to  his  God — behold  he  prays. 
4  In  heaven  each  praying  soul  shall  see 
Salvation  was  both  rich  and  free  ; 
And  through  eternal  ages  raise 
His  song,  where  now,  behold  he  prays 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 


LVII.   (8,  8,  6.) 

A  Vienv  uf  Christ  on  the  Cross. 

IAS  near  to  Calvary  I  pass, 
J\.  Methinks  I  see  a  bloody  cross, 

Where  a  poor  victim  hangs  ; 
His  flesh  with  ragged  irons  tore, 
His  limbs  all  dress'd  in  purple  gore 
Gasping  in  dying  pangs. 

2  Surpris'd  this  spectacle  to  see, 
1  ask'd  who  can  this  victim  be, 

In  such  exquisite  pain  ? 
Why  thus  consign'd  to  woes?  I  cry'd, 
'Tis  I  the  bleeding  God  reply'd, 

Crush'd  with  the  curse  cf  sin. 

3  A  God,  for  rebel  morta4s,  dies  ! 
How  can  this  be,  my  soul  replies, 

What,  Jesus  die  for  me  ? 
Yes,  says  the  suffering  Son  of  God, 
I  give  my  life,  I  spill  my  blood 

For  thee,  poor  soul,  for  thee. 

4  Lord,  since  thy  life  for  mine  is  giv'n, 
To  raise  my  wretched  soul  to  heav'nj 

And  bless  me  with  thy  love  ; 
I  therefore  at  thy  feet  would  fall, 
Give  thee  my  life,  my  soul,  my  all, 

For  thee  would  live  and  move. 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED.  43 

5  And  when  this  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
O  may  I  leave  this  world  in  peace, 

And  soar  to  realms  of  light ; 
There,  where  my  hcav'nly  Lover  reigns, 
I'll  join  to  raise  immortal  strains, 

With  full  supreme  delight. 

LVIII.   (6's,  8's.)  Lenox. 

The  Blood  and  Worth  of  Christ  set  forth  in  the  Type*. 

1  TTSRAEL  in  ancient  days, 
X  Not  only  had  a  view 
Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 

But  learn'd  the  Gospel  too  : 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  glass 
In  winch  they  saw  the  Saviour's  tace. 

2  The  paschal  sacrifice, 

And  blood-besprinkled  door, 
Seen  with  eniighten'd  eyes, 

And  once  apply'd  with  powV, 
Would  teach  the' need  of  other  blood, 
To  reconcile  an  angry  God. 

3  The  Lamb,  the  Dove,  set  forth 

His  perfect  innocence ; 
Whose  blood  of  matchless  worth, 

Should  be  the  soul's  defence  ! 
For  he  who  can  for  sin  atone, 
Muse  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

4  The  scape-goat  on  his  head, 

The  people's  trespass  bore, 
And  to  the  desert  led, 

Was  to  be  seen  no  more  : 
In  him  our  surety  seem'd  to  say, 
"  Behold,  I  bear  your  sins  away." 

5  Dipp'd  in  his  fellow's  blood, 

The  living  bird  went  free  ; 
The  type,  well  understood, 

Express'd  the  sinner's  plea; 
Described  a  guilty  soul  enlarg'd, 
And  by  a  Saviour's  death  discharged. 


44  CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 

6  Jesus,  I  love  to  trace 

Throughout  the  sacred  page, 
The  footsteps  of  thy  grace, 

The  same  in  ev'ry  age. 
O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be 
To  clearer  light  vouchsaf 'd  to  me  ! 

UX.   (7,6.) 

A  sight  of  Christ  on  the  Cross,  breaks  the  Heart 

1  TESUS  drinks  the  bitter  cup, 
*J    The  wine-press  treads  alope  : 
Tears  the  graves  and  mountains  up, 

With  his  expiring  groan  ; 
Lo  !  the  pow'r  of  heav'n  he  shakes, 

Nature  in  convulsion  lies  : 
Earth's  profoundest  centre  quakes, 

The  great  Redeemer  dies! 

2  Dies  the  glorious  Cause  of  all, 

The  true,  eternal  plan 
Falls,  to  raise  us  from  our  fall, 

To  ransom  sinful  man  : 
Well  may  Sol  withdraw  hisiight, 

With  the  sufferer  sympathize  : 
Leave  the  world  in  sudden  night, 

While  his  Creator  dies. 

3  O  !  my  God  !  he  dies  for  me ; 

I  feel  the  mortal  smart  : 
See  him  hanging  on  the  tree — 

A  sight  that  breaks  my  heart. 
O  !  that  all  to  thee  would  turn  ! 

Sinners  you  may  love  him  toe  : 
Look  on  him  ye  piere'd  and  mojrn, 

For  one  who  bled  for  you. 

4  Weep  o'er  your  desire  and  hope, 

With  tears  of  humblest  love  ; 
Sing,  for  Jesus  is  gone  up, 

And  reigns  enthron'd  above  : 
Lives  our  head  to  die  no  more  ; 

Pow'r  is  all  to  Jesus  given  ; 
Worshipp'd  as  he  was  before, 

The  eternal  King  of  Heaven. 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED.  45 

LX.  (P.  M,) 

The  Death  of  Christ  entertains  the  darkest  hcurt. 

I'M  tir'd  of  visits,  modes  and  forms, 
And  flatt'ry  paid  to  fellow  worms, 

Their  conversation  cloys  j 
Their  vain  delights  and  empty  stuff: 
But  I  can  ne'er  enjoy  enough 
Of  thy  sweet  company,  my  Lord, 

Thou  life  of  all  my  joys. 
When  he  begins  to  tell  his  love, 
Through  every  vein  my  passions  move, 

The  captives  of.his  tongue  ; 
In  midnight  shades,  on  frosty  ground, 
I  could  attend  the  pleasing  sound, 
Nor  should  I  feel  December's  cold, 

Nor  think,  the  darkness  long. 
There  while  I  hear  my  Saviour  God 
Count  o'er  the  sins  (a  heavy  load) 

He  bore  upon  the  tree, 
Inward  I  blush  with  secret  shame, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  bless  the  name 
That  knew  not  grief  nor  guilt  his  own, 

But  bore  it  all  for  me. 
j  Next  he  describes  the  thorns  he  wore, 
And  talks  his  bloody  passions  o'er, 

Till  I  am  drown'd  in  tears  : 
Yet  with  a  sympathetic  smart, 
There's  a  strange  joy  beats  round  my  heart 
The  cursed  tree  has  blessings  in't, 

My  sweetest  balm  it  bears. 
I  hear  the  glorious  sufferer  tell, 
How  on  the  cross  he  vanquish'd  hell, 

And  all  the  pow'rs  beneath  ; 
Transported  and  inspir'd  my  tongue 
Attempts  his  triumph  in  a  song  : 
How  hath  the  serpent  lost  his  sting, 

And  where 's  thy  victory  death  ? 
But  when  he  shows  his  hands,  his  heart, 
And  those  dear  prints  of  dying  smart, 

He  sets  my  soul  on  fire ; 


46  CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 

Not  the  beloved  John  could  rest 
With  more  delight  upon  that  breast, 
Nor  Thomas  pry  into  those  wounds 
With  more  intense  desire. 

7  Kindly  he  opens  me  his  ear, 

And  bids  me  pour  my  sorrows  there, 

And  tell  him  all  my  pains  ; 
Thus  while  I  ease  my  burthen'd  heart, 
In  ev'ry  woe  he  bears  a  part : 
His  arms  embrace  me,  and  his  hand 

My  drooping  head  sustains. 

LXI.  (8,  6.) 

Complete  Atonement. 

1  TjlROM  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief.' 
J?    Hast  thou,  O  Father,  put  to  grief 

Thy  spotless  Son  for  me  ? 
And  will  the  righteous  Judge  of  men 
Condemn  me  for  that  debt  of  sin, 

Which,  Lord,  was  charg'd  on  thee  ? 

2  Complete  atonement  thou  hast  made, 
And  to  the  utmost  farthing  paid 

Whate'er  thy  people  ow'd  ; 
How  then  can  wrath  on  me  take  place, 
If  sheltered  in  thy  righteousness, 

And  sprinkled  with  thy  blood  ? 

[3  If  thou  hast  my  discharge  procur'd, 
And  freely  in  my  room  endur'd 

The  whole  of  wrath  divine  : 
Payment  God  cannot  twice  demand — 
First  at  my  bleeding  Surety's  hand, 

And  then  again  at  mine.  ] 

•  Turn  then,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest, 
The  merits  of  thy  great  High-Priest 

Speak  peace  and  liberty  : 
Trust  in  his  efficacious  blood, 
Nor  fear  thy  banishment  from  God, 

Since  Jesus  died  for  thee. 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED.  *7 

LXII.  (7's.) 

Gtlhsemane. 

1  TliTANY  woes  had  Christ  endur'd, 
-LyJL  Many  sore  temptations  met, 
Patient  and  to  pains  inur'd  ; 

But  the  sorest  trial  yet 
Was  to  be  sustain'd  in  thee, 
Gloomy,  sad,  Gethsemane  ! 

2  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night, 

Vengeance  with  its  iron  rod, 
Stood,  and  with  collected  might, 

Bruis'd  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God 
See,  my  soul,  the  Saviour  see,- 
Grov'ling  in  Gethsemane. 

3  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt ; 

This  thro'  grace  can  be  believ'd , 
But  the  torments  which  he  felt, 

Are  too  vast  to  be  conceiv'd  : 
None  can  penetrate  through  thee, 
Doleful,  dark,  Gethsemane. 

4  All  my  sins  against  my  God  ; 

All  my  sins  against  his  laws; 
All  my  sins  against  his  blood  ; 

All  my  sins  against  his  cause ; 
Sins  as  boundless  as  the  sea ; 
Hide  me,  O  Gethsemane. 

5  Here's  my  claim,  and  here  alone  ; 

None  a  Saviour  more  can  need  : 
Deeds  of  righteousness  I've  none  ; 

Not  a  work  that  I  can  plead; 
Nor  a  glimpse  of  hope  for  me, 
Only  in  Gethsemane. 

6  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  almighty  God  of  love, 
Prais'd  by  all  the  heavenly  host, 

In  thy  shining  courts  above ; 
We  poor  sinners,  gracious  Three, 
Bless  thee  for  Gethsemane. 


18  CHRIST  CRUCIFIFD. 

LXIII.   (6's.) 

Look  on  Him,  and  Mourn. 

1  ]\/TY  Lord,  my  Saviour  died, 
.It  JL  For  guilty  sinners'  sake  ; 
The  tokens  of  his  love 

Oft  keep  mine  eyes  awake. 
I  cannot  choose  but  mourn, 

That  he  should  suffer  so  : 
And  yet  it  is  the  source 

Whence  all  my  comforts  flow. 

2  I  cannot  choose  but  mourn, 

Whose  sins  made  him  to  bleed  J 
And  yet  such  sacrifice 

My  soul  from  death  lias  freed. 
'Twas  not  the  treacherous  Jews 

That  did  my  Lord  betray  : 
It  was  my  heinous  sins, 

More  treach'rous  far  than  they. 

3  'Twas  not  the  soldier's  spear 

That  pierc'd  my  Saviour's  side : 
'Twas  my  ingratitude. 

My  unbelief,  my  pride. 
These  were  the  bloody  thorns 

That  did  his  temples  wound, 
And  caus'd  those  ^cred  drops 

That  did  bedew  che  ground. 

4  And  when  his  Father's  wrath 

Drew  forth  that  blftter  cry, 
He  yielded  up  his  life, 

For  rebels  such  as  I. 
And  can  I  choose  but  mourn, 

When  skies  and  rocks  did  rend ; 
And  nature  veil'd  her  face 

At  sight  of  such  an  end  ? 

5  But  haste  my  soul  to  view 

Thy  happiness  restor'd, 
And  death  and  hell  subdu'd, 
By  thy  triumphant  Lord ; 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED 

Put  oft  thy  mourning  weed, 
Thy  Jesus  reigns  on  high, 

Receiving  gifts  for  men, 
For  rebels — such  as  I. 

LXIV.  (5's.) 

The  Fountain  ofCkanting. 
i  fT*HE  Fountain  of  Christ, 
JL    Lord  help  us  to  sing, 
The  blood  of  our  Priest, 

Our  crucifi'd  King  ; 
The  fountain  that  cleanses 
From  sin  and  from  filth, 
And  richly  dispenses 
Salvation  and  health. 

2  This  fountain  so  dear, 

He'll  freely  impart ; 
When  pierc'd  by  the  spear, 

It  flow'd  from  his  heart ; 
With  blood  and  with  water, 

The  first  to  atone, 
To  cleanse  us  the  latter; 

The  fountain 's  but  one. 

3  This  fountain  from  guilt 

Not  only  makes  pure, 
And  gives,  soon  as  felt, 

Infallible  cure ; 
But  if  guilt  rernov'd 

Return  and  remain. 
Its  pow'r  may  be  prov'd 

Again  and  again. 

4  This  fountain  unseal'd 

Stands  open  for  all, 
Who  long  to  be  heal'd* 

The  great  and  the  small  s 
Here 's  strength  for  the  weak 

That  hither  are  led  ; 
Here 's  health  for  the  sick. 

And  life  for  the  dead. 

5  This  fountain,  though  rich, 

From  charge  is  quite  clear, 
C 


JO  CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 

The  poorer  the  wretch, 

The  welcomer  here  ; 
Conic  needy  and  guilty, 

Come  loathsome  and  bare, 
Though  lep'rous  and  filthy — 

Come  just  as  you  are. 
6  This  fountain  in  vain 

Has  never  been  try'd, 
It  takes  out  all  stain 

Whenever  apply'd  ; 
The  fountain  flows  sweetly 

With  virtue  divine, 
To  cleanse  souls  completely, 

Though  lep'rous  as  mine. 

LXV.  (8,7.) 

It  isjinislied. 

1  FTAKK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
IjL  Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 

See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 

Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  sky  ! 
"It  is  finish'd!" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  It  is  finish 'd  !  ()  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford  ! 
Heav'nly  blessings  without  measure, 

Flow'd  to  us  from  Christ  the  J^ora. 
It  is  finish'd  ! 
Saints  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finish'd,  all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law  ! 
Finish'd  all  that  God  had  promis'd  : 

Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe. 
It  is  finish'd  ! 

Saints  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 
[4  Happy  souk  approach  the  table, 

Taste  the  soul-reviving  food  ; 
Nothing  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant 

As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 
It  is  finish'd  ! 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load.] 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED.  5> 

Tune  your  harps  anew  ye  seraplis, 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 

All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name. 

Hallelujah  ! 

Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

LXVI.   (7,6.) 

Christ  Crucified  the  noblest  theme. 


V' 


With  all  of  creature  good  : 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood. 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd. 
1  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 

'Tis  all  but  vanity  : 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, 

He  tasted  death  for  me. 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe, 

The  sin-atoning  victim  died  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd. 
Here  will  1  set  up  my  rest  • 

My  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

Shall  never  more  depart. 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go  ? 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd. 
I  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end  ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend. 
Daily  in  his  giace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide  : 
Only  Jesus  will  1  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd. 


52  CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 

5  C)  that  I  could  all  invite, 

This  saving  truth  to  prove  i 
Shew  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height, 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  love. 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  apply'd  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd. 

LXVII.  (P.  M.) 

The  Love  of  Christ  incxplainable. 

1  f\  GOD  of  all  grace, 

\J    Thy  goodness  we  praise  : 
Thy  Son  thou  hast  given  to  die  in  our  place  : 

With  joy  we  approve 

The  design  of  thy  love, 
'Tis  a  wonder  on  earth,' and  a  wonder  above. 

2  Tongue  cannot  explain 
The  love  of  God-man, 

Which  angels  desire  to  look  into  in  vain ; 

It  dazzles  our  eyes, 

Thought  cannot  arise 
To  find  out  a  cause  why  the  Infinite  dies. 

3  If  pity  inclin'd 

Him  t'  die  for  mankind  ; 
The  ground  of  his  pity  what  seraph  can  find  ? 

He  came  from  above 

Our  curse  to  remove  ;  [love. 

He  lov'd,  he  hath  lov'd  us,  because  he  would 

4  Love  mov'd  him  to  die, 
On  this  we  rely, 

He  lov'd,  he  hath  lov'd  us,  we  cannot  tell  why 

But  this  we  can  tell, 

He  lov'd  us  so  well, 
As  t'  lay  down  his  life  to  redeem  us  from  hell. 

5  He  ransom'd  our  race, 
()  how  shall  we  praise, 

Or  worthily  sing  his  unspeakable  grace  ? 

Nothing  will  we  know, 

In  our  journey  below, 
But  singing  thy  grace,  to  thy  paradise  go. 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED.  53 

6  Nay,  when  we  remove, 
T'  the  mansions  above, 

Our  heaven  shall  still  be  to  sing  of  thy  lov 

When  time  is  no  more, 

We  still  shall  adore 
The  ocean  of  love  without  bottom  or  shore. 

7  Ere  long  we  shall  fly 
To  regions  on  high, 

For  Israel's  high  strength  cannot  vary  or  lie 

He  soon  shall  appear, 

He  more  than  draws  near, 
Our  Jesus  is  come,  and  eternity 's  here. 

LXVIII.  (P.M.) 

The  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Christ. 

1  fllHE  Son  of  man  they  did  betray, 

1.    Think  ()  my  soul  the  dreadful  day, 
When  he  was  bound  and  led  away, 

To  mourning  Calvary  : 
Behold  him  lamb-like  led  along, 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng, 
Accused  by  each  lying  tongue, 
And  thus  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung, 

Upon  the  shameful  tree. 

2  And  thus  the  glorious  suff'rer  stood, 
With  hands  and  feet  nail'd  to  the  wood : 
From  every  wound  a  stream  of  blood 

Came  trickling  down  amain  : 
His  bitter  groans  all  nature  shook, 
And  at  his  voice  the  rocks  were  broke, 
While  sleeping  saints  their  graves  forsook, 
The  spiteful  Jews  around  did  mock, 

And  laughed  at  his  pain. 
$  Now  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies, 
Behold  him  trembling  as  he  dies ! 
O  sinners  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

Behold  his  tort'ring  pain  ! 
The  morning  sun  withdrew  his  light, 
Blush 'd  and  refus'd  to  see  the  sight ; 
The  stars  appear'd  as  in  the  night, 
All  nature  mourn'd  and  stood  affright, 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain. 


54  CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 

4  Kut  Jews  and  Romans  in  a  band, 
With  hearts  of  steel  around  did  stand, 
"  If  thou  hast  come  to  save  the  land, 

"Then  save  thyself,"  they  cried  : 
The  soldiers  pierc'd  him  when  he  dy'd  ; 
The  healing  stream  came  from  his  side; 
When  Christ  the  Lord  was  crucify'd, 
Stern  justice  then  was  satisfy'd, 

And  laid  his  vengeance  by. 

5  "  'Tis  done,"  the  great  Redeemer  said, 
"  The  great  atonement  now  is  made, 

"  Sinners  on  me  your  guilt  was  laid, 

"  For  you  I  spilt  my  blood  : 
"  For  you  my  tender  soul  did  move, 
"  For  you  1  left  my  courts  above,        [prove, 
"  That  you  the  length  and  breadth  might 
"  The  depth  and  height  of  mighty  love, 

"  In  me  your  bleeding  God." 

6  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
Who  sent  his  Son  for  us  to  die, 
That  we  with  those  above  might  vie ; 

Glory  to  him  be  given  : 
While  heaven  above  his  praise  resounds, 

0  Zion  shout,  his  grace  abounds ; 

1  hope  to  sing  eternal  rounds, 

In  flaming  love  which  hath  no  bounds, 
When  swallowed  up  in  heav'n. 

LXIX.   (9,  8.) 

The  Sorrtncs  of  Christ  recounted. 

1  |^1  OME  all  ye  skilful  souls  in  weeping, 
\J  Come  join  with  me  to  weep  and  mourn, 
To  see  the  man  of  constant  soirows, 

Abus'd,  forsaken,  and  forlorn  : 
The  foxes  they  have  holes  prepared, 

And  birds  of  air  have  pleasant  nests  ; 
But  Christ  the  Son  of  man  worse  fared, 

He  had  nowhere  to  go  to  rest. 

2  Behold  him  in  cold  mountains  praying, 

He  spent  whole  nights  in  prayer  and  praise} 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED.  55 

He  was  with  grief  and  tears  acquainted, 
He  went  a  mourner  all  his  days  : 

Behold  him  in  the  garden  lying, 

His  soul  in  floods  of  sorrow  drown'd, 

And  the  large  bloody  sweat  a  running, 
In  trickling  drops  down  to  the  ground. 

Behold  him  when  the  soldiers  took  him, 

And  led  him  unto  Pilate's  bar, 
His  own  disciples  then  forsook  him, 

O  Christians,  come  and  drop  a  tear. 
Behold  him  when  he  was  condemned, 

In  a  mock-robe  and  thorny  crown, 
And  see  his  tender  temples  pierced, 

Until  the  blood  came  trickling  down. 

Behold  him  when  the  soldiers  scourg'd  him, 

And  put  his  soul  to  torturing  pain, 
See  how  with  knotty  whips  they  lash'd  him, 

Until  the  naked  bones  were  seen. 
O  who  is  this,  that  comes  from  Bozrah, 

With  dyed  garments  all  o'er  red ; 
And  whose  apparel  is  all  stained, 

Like  those  who  in  the  wine-press  tread  ? 

He  did  not  hide  his  face  from  spitting, 

Nor  cheeks  from  those  who  piuck'd  the 
hair, 
Come  all  ye  tender-hearted  Christians, 

O  come  and  help  me  drop  a  tear  : 
He  gave  his  back  unto  the  smiter, 

Who  plough 'd  long  furrows  in  the  same, 
And  lo,  his  visage,  was  more  marred, 

Than  any  of  the  sons  of  men. 

Behold  him  on  the  cross  a  bleeding, 

His  soul  in  keenest  agony  ! 
The  glittering  sun  forsook  his  shining, 

And  blush'd  this  mournful  sight  to  see  ; 
The  flinty  rocks  were  burst  asunder, 

V\  hen  Christ  the  Lamb  gave  up  the  ghostj 
And  then  the  earth  did  quake  and  tremble, 

And  many  of  the  dead  came  forth. 


Sfi  CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 

7  They  laid  him  in  a  new  sepulchre, 

Where  man  was  never  laid  before ; 
He  burst  the  bauds  of  death  asunder, 

And  brought  salvation  to  the  poor. 
Behold  him  pleading  for  poor  sinners, 

Close  at  his  heavenly  Father's  side, 
And  when  stern  justice  cries  against  them, 

Says  "Father,  s/iare  them,  I  have  died.™ 

LXX.  (8's.) 

The  Sorrows  of  Christ  a  Lovely  Story. 

1  A    STORY  most  lovely  I'll  tell, 
il.  Of  Jesus  (O  wond'rous  surprise  !) 
He  suffer'd  the  torments  of  hell, 

That  sinners,  vile  sinners  might  rise  : 
He  left  his  exalted  abode, 

When  man  by  transgression  was  lost : 
Appeasing  the  wrath  of  a  God, 

He  shed  forth  his  blood  as  the  cost, 

2  O,  did  my  dear  Jesus  thus  bleed, 

And  pity  a  ruin'd  lost  race  ! 
O,  whence  did  such  mercy  proceed, 
1  Such  boundless  compassion  and  grace  i 
His  body  bore  anguish  and  pain, 

His  spirit  'most  sunk  with  the  load, 
A  short  time  before  he  was  slain, 

His  sweat  was  as  great  drops  of  blood. 

3  O,  was  it  for  crimes  I  had  done, 

The  Saviour  was  hail'd  with  a  kiss  ! 
By  Judas  the  traitor  alone ; 

Was  ever  compassion  like  this? 
The  ruffians  all  join'd  in  a  band, 

Confin'd  him  and  led  him  away, 
The  cords  wrapt  around  his  sweet  hands, 

O  sinners,  look  at  him  I  pray. 

4  To  Pilate's  stone  pillar  when  led, 

■His  body  was  lashed  with  whips : 
It  never  by  any  was  said, 

A  railing  word  dropt  from  his  lips  . 
They  made  him  a  crown  out  of  thorns; 

They  smote  him  and  did  him  abuse ; 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED.  57 

They  cloth'd  him  with  crimson,  in  sccrn, 

And  hail'd  him,  the  Sung  of  the  Jews. 
J  They  loaded  the  Lamb  with  the  cross, 

And  drove  him  np  Calvary's  hill : 
Come  mourners,  a  moment  and  pause, 

All  nature  look'd  solemn  and  still ! 
They  rushed  the  nails  through  his  hands, 

Transfixed  and  tortur'd  his  feet ; 
O  brethren,  see  passive  he  stands; 

To  look  at  the  sight  it  is  great ! 
S  He  cried,  my  Father,  my  God, 

Forsaken  !  thou'st  left  me  in  pain  ! 
The  cross  was  all  colour'd  with  blood, 

The  temple-veil  bursted  in  twain : 
He  groaned  his  last  and  he  died, 

The  sun  it  refused  to  shine  ; 
They  rushed  the  spear  in  his  side ; 

This  lovely  Redeemer  is  mine, 
'  He  fought  the  hard  battle,  and  won 

The  vict'ry,  and  gives  it  most  free : 

0  christians,  look  forward  and  run, 

In  hopes  that  his  kingdom  you'll  see  : 
When  he  in  the  clouds  shall  appear, 

With  angels  all  at  his  command, 
And  thousands  of  christians  be  there, 

All  singing  with  harps  in  a  band ; 
8  How  pleasant  and  happy  the  view  ! 

Enjoying  such  beams  of  delight ! 
His  beauty  to  Christians  he'll  shew, 

O  Jesus,  I  long  for  the  sight ! 

1  long  to  mount  up  in  the  skies, 

In  Paradise  make  my  abode, 
And  sing  of  salvation  on  high, 
And  rest  with  s.paciji'd  God. 

LXXI.  (8,  7.) 

The  Sufferings  of  Christ  in  Qethsemane. 

»   f^\  REAT  high  priest,  we  view  thee  stoop 

With  our  names  upon  thy  breast ; 
c  2 


58  CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 

Id  the  garden  groaning,  drooping, 
To  the  ground  with  sorrow  prest. 

2  Weeping  Angels  stood  confounded, 

To  behold  their  Maker  thus  : 
And  can  we  remain  unwounded, 
When  we  know  'twas  all  for  us  ? 
1  On  the  cross  thy  body  broken 
Cancels  ev'ry  penal  tie ; 
Tempted  souls,  produce  the  token 
All  demands  to  satisfy. 

4  All  is  finish'd  do  not  doubt  it, 

But  believe  your  dying  Lord, 
Never  reason  more  about  it, 
Only  take  him  at  his  word. 

5  Lord,  we  fain  would  trust  thee  solely, 

' Twas  for  us  thy  blood  was  spilt ; 
Praised  bride-groom,  take  us  wholly, 
Take  and  make  us  what  thou  wilt, 

6  Thou  hast  borne  the  bitter  sentence 

Fast  on  man's  devoted  i*ace  : — 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Are  thy  gifts  thou  God  of  grace. 

LXXII.   (8,  8,6.) 

Do  this  in  Remembrance  cf  Me. 

I  njlHE  table  spread,  my  soul  there  spies 
JL    The  victim  bleed,  the  Saviour  dies — 
In  anguish  on  the  tree  ! 
I  hear  his  dying  groans  !  I  prove 
His  bleeding  heart,  his  dying  love  ! 
He  dy'd,  my  soul,  for  thee. 
■/  The  table 's  spread — the  royal  food 
Is  Jesus'  sacred  flesh  and  blood  ; 

A  feast  of  love  divine  : 
His  bleeding  heart !  his  dying  groans  ! 
His  sacred  blood  for  sin  atones — 
Atones,  my  soul,  for  thine. 

3  The  least  is  spread  with  bleeding  hands, 
Bedew'd  with  blood,  and  lo,  it  stands 

To  fill  the  hungry  mind  : 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED.  59 

Tis  free,  and  whosoever  will, 
May  feast  his  soul,  and  drink  his  fill, 
And  grace  and  glory  find. 

4  Whilst  at  the  table  sits  the  King, 
Raptur'd  wiMijoy,  my  soul  shall  sing, 

With  an  immortal  flame  : 
My  Saviour's  grace  I'll  still  adore, 
With  joy  I'll  love  him  more  and  more, 

And  bless  his  sacred  name. 

5  O  sacred  flesh  !  O  solemn  feast  ! 
When  Christ  my  Lord,  the  royal  guest, 

Is  at  his  table  found  : 
This  adds  new  glories  to  my  joy — 
It  bids  me  sing,  and  well  I  may, 

It  makes  my  bliss  abound. 

6  'Tis  thus  my  soul  by  faith  is  fed, 
On  angels'  food,  with  living  bread, 

And  manna  from  above  : 
On  sacred  flesh,  on  dying  blood 
I  feast  till  I  am  full  of  God, 

And  drink  the  wine  of  love. 
f  It  is  an  early  antipast, 
Of  heav'nly  bliss  it  is  a  taste, 

A  taste  on  earthly  ground  : 
If  here  so  sweet,  if  here  we  prove 
Seraphic  joy,  celestial  love, 

In  heav'n  what  will  be  found  ? 

LXXIII.  (C.  M.) 

The  Deity,  Incarnation  and  Death  of  Christ. 

1  T7  ARTH  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long  5 
JCi   'Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 

Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  There  the  blest  man,  my  Saviour  sits  ; 

The  Gnd  how  bright  he  shines? 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 
\  Seraphs  with  elevated  strains, 
Circle  the  throne  around; 


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And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains, 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs  ; 
Jesus,  my  love,  they  sing: 
Jesus,  the  life  ot"  both  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 

\5  Hark,  how  beyond  the  narrow  bounds 
Of  time  and  space  they  run  ; 
And  echo  in  majestic  sounds 
The  Godhead  of  the  Son  ! 

6  And  now  they  sink  the  lofty  tune, 

And  gentler  notes  they  play, 
And  bring  the  Father's  Equal  down 
To  dwell  in  humble  clay. 

7  O  sacred  beauties  of  the  Man  ! 

(The  God  resides  within  :) 
His  flesh  all  pure  without  a  stain ; 
His  soul  without  a  sin. 

8  But  when  to  Calvary  they  turn, 

Silent  their  harps  abide  ; 
Suspended  songs,  a  moment  mourn 
The  God  that  lov'd  and  died. 

9  Then  all  at  once,  to  living  strains 

They  summon  ev'ry  chord  ; 
Tell  how  he  triumph  d  o'er  his  pains. 
And  chant  the  rising  Lord.  ] 

10  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  angel  too  : 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue, 
Here 's  joyful  work  for  you. 

11  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise, 
O  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies  ! 

•?  There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour  sit ; 
There  I  would  fain  have  place, 
Vmong  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
So  I  might  see  his  face. 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED.  61 

LXXIV.  (8,  7.) 

Gazing  on  the  Cross 

1  C<  WEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
i^   Which  before  the  cross  I  spend  ! 
Life  and  health,  and  peace  possessing 
From  the  sinner's  dying  friend. 

2  Here  I'll  sit,  for  ever  viewing 
Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood ; 
Precious  drops  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead,  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

3  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 
While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze ; 
Here  I  see  my  sins  forgiven, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

4  May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 
In  all  need  to  Jesus  go ; 

Prove  his  blood  each  day  more  healing, 
And  himself  more  deeply  know. 

LXXV.  (8,  7.) 

The  Brazen  Serpent— Type  of  Christ. 

1  TltTHEN  the  chosen  tribes  debated 

▼  V     'Gainst  their  God,  as  hardly  treated.* 
And  complain'd  their  hopes  were  spilt : 
God  for  murm'ring  to  requite  them, 
Fiery  serpents  sent  to  bite  them, 
Lively  type  of  deadly  guilt. 

2  Stung  by  these  they  soon  repented  : 
And  their  G<xl  as  soon  relented. 

Moses  pray'd  ;  He  answer  gave  : 
"Serpents  are  the  beasts  that  strike  them  j 
"Make  of  brass  a  serpent  like  them  : 

*'  That 's  the  way  I  choose  to  save." 

3  Vain  was  bandage,  oil,  or  plaster  : 
Rankling  venom  kill'd  the  faster  j 

Till  the  serpent  Moses  took, 
Rear'd  it  high,  that  all  might  view  it, 
Bid  the  bitten  look  up  to  it  : 

Life  attended  ev'ry  look. 


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4  Jesus  thus,  for  sinners  smitten, 
Wounded,  bruised,  serpent-bitten, 

To  his  cross  directs  their  faith. 
Why  should  I  then  poison  cherish  ? 
Why  despair  of  cure,  and  perish  ? 

Look,  my  soul,  tho'  stung  to  death. 

5  Thine 's  (alas!)  a  lost  condition  ; 
Works  cannot  work  thee     remission, 

Nor  thy  goodness  do  thee  good  : 
Death 's  within  thee,  all  about  thee  ; 
But  the  remedy  's  without  thee  : 

bee  it  in  thy' Saviour's  blood. 

6  See  the  Lord  of  glory  dying  ! 

See  him  gasping  !  Hear  him  crying ' 
See  his  burden'd  bosom  heave  ! 

Look,  ye  sinners,  ye  that  hung  him  ; 

Look,  how  deep  your  sins  have  stung  him  j 
Dying  sinners,  look  and  live. 

LXXVI.  (8,  8,  6.) 

Christ  Crucified. 

1  TS  this  my  Jesus,  this  my  God, 

0  JL   Whose  body,  all  o'er  stain'd  with  blooa, 
Hangs  on  th'  accursed  tree  ? 
Who  bows  his  head,  opprest  with  pain ; 
But  'midst  it  all  doth  not  complain  ? 
Yes,  O  my  soul,  'tis  he  ! 

2  Is  this  my  Saviour,  this  my  Lord, 
Whose  feet  and  hands  with  nails  arc  bor'd, 

And  fasten'd  to  the  tree  ; 
Whose  sacred  head  with  thorns  is  crown'd, 
Whose  pierced  side  receives  the  wound  f 

Yes,  O  my  soul,  'tis  he  ! 

3  Is  this  my  bleeding  sacrifice, 
Who  bows  his  head  and  calmly  dies, 

High  lifted  on  the  tree  ; 
Unknown  by  Gentiles,  scoff'd  by  Jews, 
Whom  almost  all  mankind  refuse  ? 

Yes,  O  my  soul,  'tis  he  ' 


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4  And  shall  my  soul  again  forget 
His  love  so  free,  immensely  great  ? 

Oh  ! — never  let  it  be  ! 
But  let  me  always  see  the  Lamb, 
And  truly  praise  his  gracious  name 

To  all  eternity. 

LXXVII.  (C.  M.) 

Christ's  Death,  and  Victory. 

1  T  SING  m  v  Saviour's  wond'rous  death  ; 
JB_  He  conquer'd  when  he  fell ; 

"  'Tis  finish'd,"  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  "  'Tis  finish'd,"  our  Immanuel  cries, 

The  dreadful  work  is  done  : 
Hence  shall  his  sov'reign  throne  arise  j 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 

For  glory  and  renown, 
When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd  to  reach  the  crown. 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side 

Sits  our  victorious  Lord  : 
To  heav'n  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 

LXXVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Pardon  brought  to  our  senses. 

1  T   ORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are, 
I  A  How  heav'nly  is  the  place  ! 

Where  Jesus  spreads  the  sacred  feast 
Of  his  redeeming  grace  ! 

2  There  the  rich  bounties  of  our  God, 

And  sweetest  glories  shine  : 
There  Jesus  says,  that  "I  am  his, 
And  my  beloved  's  mine." 

3  "  Here,"  says  the  kind  redeeming  Lord, 

And  shews  his  wounded  side  ; 
"  See  here  the  spring  of  all  your  joys, 
"  That  open'd  when  1  died  !" 


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LXXIX.   (CM.) 

Christ  on  the  Cross,  Dying. 

1  T>  EHOLU  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 
J3   Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree  ! 
How  vast  that  love,  that  him  inclin'd 

To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans  !  while  nature  shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ; 
The  temple-veil  asunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done  !  the  precious  ransom's  paid, 

"  Receive  my  soul,"  he  cries  : 
See  how  he  bows  his  sacred  head — 

He  bows  his  head  and  dies  ! 
i  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  iron  chain, 

T\nd  in  full  glory  shine  ; 
O  Lamb  of  God  !  was  ever  pain, 

Was  ever  love  like  thine  ? 

LXXX.  (L.  M.) 

Remembrance  of  Christ. 

1  TTI^H  on  a  throne  my  Lord  doth  sit, 
Jtl  Though  once  he  suffer'd  here  below, 
In  groans  and  tears,  and  blood,  and  sweat, 

Such  pains  as  mortals  never  knew. 

2  And  shall  I  now  forgetful  be 

Of  his  sharp  sorrows,  while  he  hung 
Expanded  on  th'  accursed  tree, 

Tortur'd  by  spear,  and  whips  and  thorn  .* 

3  No!  rather  let  me  ever  mourn. 

And  weep  o'er  my  expiring  God ; 
For  'cwas  my  sins,  anil  not  his  own, 
That  drain'd  his  last  remaining  blood, 

4  Lord,  how  shall  I  a  tribute  bring, 

For  such  immeasurable  grace  ? 
For  thou  wast  once  for  me  made  sin, 
That  I  might  be  thy  righteousness. 


lW 


CHRIST  CRUCIFIED,  65 

LXXXI.  (S.M.) 

Desiring  to  Live  before  the  Cross. 

P !  haste  to  Calvary  ! 
My  soul  a  journey  take, 
To  view  the  Lord  'twixt  earth  and  sky, 
Without  the  city-gate. 

2  Before  his  bloody  cross 

I'd  bow  and  kiss  the  ground  : 
'Twas  there  my  guilt  and  woe  I  lost, 
A  ready  pardon  found. 

3  Lord  tune  anew  my  strings, 

Now  on  the  willow  dry  : 
Take  off  my  thoughts  from  earthly  things, 
Bind  them  to  Calvary. 

4  For  glorious  is  the  place, 

Though  'tis  without  the  gate  ; 
There,  Lord,  I'll  sing  redeeming  grace, 
And  for  thy  blessing  wait. 

LXXX1I.  (L.M.) 

Gratitude  for  Christ's  Suffering!. 

1  ,T^O  Him  who  on  the  fatal  tree 

_I_    Pour'd  out  his  blood,  his  life  for  me, 
In  grateful  strains  my  voice  I'll  raise, 
And  in  his  service  spend  my  days. 

2  To  list'ning  multitudes  I'll  tell 

How  he  redeem'd  my  soul  from  hell : 
And  how  reposing  on  his  breast, 
I  lost  my  cares,  and  found  my  rest. 

3  Through  him  my  sins  are  all  forgiv'n, 
He  ever  pleads  my  cause  in  heav'n  : 
I'll  build  an  altar  to  his  name, 

And  to  the  world  his  grace  proclaim. 

LXXXIII.  (C.  M.) 

My  Flesh  and  Blood  is  Meat  indeed. 

1   f^i  REAT    God,    we    now    surround  t 
VJT        board, 
To  banquet  and  to  feed ; 


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Thy  flesh  and  blood,  dear  dying  .jord, 
Is  meat  and  chink  indeed  ! 

2  Thy  sacred  flesh  and  saving  blood, 

l3o  ev'ry  type  exceed  : 
And  we  can  say  this  heav'nly  food 
Is  meat  and  drink,  indeed  ! 

3  This  is  the  Lord's  appointed  feast, 

Enjoin'd  on  ?11  his  seed  ; 
His  flesh  and  blood,  O  happy  guest, 
Is  meat  and  drink  indeed  ! 

4  These  sacred  signs  assist  our  sense  ; 

But  faith  on  Christ  can  feed  : 
He  is  the  bread  of  excellence, 
And  meat  and  drink  indeed  ! 


LXXXIV.  (C.  M.) 

Take,  eat;  thit  u  my  Body. 

1  rnHE  blest  memorials  of  thy  grief, 

JL    Thy  sufferings,  and  thy  death, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to'  receive; 
But  would  receive  with  faith. 

2  The  tokens  sent  us,  to  relieve 

Our  spirits  when  they  droop, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive ; 
But  would  receive  with  hope. 

3  The  pledges  thou  wastpleas'd  to  leave, 

Our  mournful  minds  to  move, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive; 
But  would  receive  with  love. 

Here,  in  obedience  to  thy  word, 
We  take  the  bread  and  wine  ; 

The  utmost  we  can  do,  dear  Lord, 
For  all  beyond  is  thine. 

5  Increase  our  faith,  and  hope,  and  love ; 
Lord  give  us  all  that 's  good  : 
We  would  thy  full  salvation  prove, 
And  share  thy  flesh  and  blood, 


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LXXXV.  (L.  M.) 

The  LoriTt  Supper  Instituted. 

1  jrpWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

A    When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took,  the  bread,  and  blest,  and  brake  • 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  spake! 

3  **  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin  ; 

Receive,  and  eat  the  living  food  :" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  blest  the  wine : 
"  'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood.** 

LXXXVI.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  gave  himself  for  us. 

1  XESUS  for  us  with  nails  was  torn, 

%|    He  bore  the  scourge,  he  felt  the  tborn  ; 
And  justice  pour'd  upon  his  head, 
Its  heavy  vengeance  in  our  stead. 

2  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt, 

To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt ; 
When  for  black  crimes  of  bigger  size 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice. 

3  "  Do  this  (he  cried)  till  time  shall  end, 

M  In  memory  of  your  dying  friend ; 
"  Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

"  The  love  of  your  departed  Lord.'* 
[4  Jesus  !  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb.] 


H 


LXXXVII.  (C.  M.) 

The  Dying  Love  of  Jesus. 

OW  condescending  and  how  kind 
Was  God's  eternal  Son  i 


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Our  misYy  reach'd  his  heav'nly  mind, 
And  pity  Drought  him  down. 

2  This  was  compassion  like  a  God, 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

3  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  love  is  still  as  great : 

Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  lets  his  saints  forget. 

4  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record, 
And,  with  our  joy  for  pardon'd  guilt, 
Mourn  that  we  piere'd  the  Lord. 


LXXXVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Divine  Love  makes  the  sweetest  Feast. 

1  TTOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
JjL  With  Christ  within  the  doors, 
While  everlasting  love  displays 

The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

2  Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 

With  soft  compassion  rolls  : 
Here  peace  and  pardon  bought  with  blood. 
Is  food  for  dying  souls. 

3  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"  And  enter  while  there  's  room  ; 
"When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice. 
And  rather  starve  than  come  ?" 

4  *Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 

That  sweetly  fore  'd  us  in  : 
Else  we  had  still  refus'd  to  taste, 
And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 

5  Pity  our  neighbours,  ()  our  God  ! 

Constrain  our  friends  to  come  ; 

Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  our  children  home  • 


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LXXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

Glory  in  Che  Crons. 

1  A  T  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 
J\_  Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast ; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 

And  thine  own  flesh,  feeds  every  guest, 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 

And  trusts  for  life  in  one  that  died  : 
We  hope  for  heav'nly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucifi'd. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  shame, 

And  fling  their  scandals  in  thy  cause  ; 

We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 

And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 

He  that  was  dead  has  left  the  tomb ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage ; 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

XC.  (C.  M.) 

Grace  and  Glory,  by  the  Death  ofCkrut. 

1  OITTING  around  our  Father's  board, 
O  We  raise  our  tuneful  breath  ; 

Our  faith  beholds  our  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  sins  to  death. 

2  We  see  the  blood  of  Jesus  shed, 

Whence  all  our  pardons  rise ; 
The  sinner  views  th*  atonement  made, 
And  loves  the  sacrifice. 

3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  shameful  cross 

Procure  us  heav'nly  crowns  : 
Our  highest  gain  springs  from  thy  loss, 
Our  healing  from  thy  wounds. 

4  O  !  'tis  impossible  that  we, 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
Should  equal  suflf'rings  bear  for  thee, 
Oj  equal  thanks  repay. 


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XCI.  (C.  M.) 

Welcome  to  the  Table. 

1  FiiHIS  is  the  feast  of  heav'nly  wine, 

JL    And  God  invites  to  sup  ; 
The  juices  of  the  living  wine, 
Were  press'd  to  fill  the  cup. 

2  (),  bless  the  Saviour,  ye  who  eat, 

With  royal  dainties  fed  : 
Not  heav'n  affords  a  costlier  treat, 
For  Jesus  is  the  bread  ! 

3  The  vile,  the  lost — he  calls  to  them  ; 

"  Ye-trembling  souls  appear  ! 
**  The  righteous  in  their  own  esteem, 
"  Have  no  acceptance  here. 

4  "  Approach,  ye  poor,  nor  dare  refuse 

"  The  banquet  spread  for  you  :" 
Dear  Saviour,  this  is  welcome  news, 
Then  I  may  venture  too. 

5  If  guilt  and  s'm  afford  a  plea, 

And  may  obtain  a  place  ; 
Surely  the  Lord  will  welcome  me, 
And  I  shall  see  his  face. 

XCII.  (C.  M.)  Repentance, 

Repentance  at  the  Crott. 

1  f"|H,  if  my  soul  was  form'd  for  woe, 
\J  How  would  I  vent  my  sighs  ! 
Repentance  should  like  rivers  flow 

From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 

2  '  Fwas  for  my  sins,  my  dearest  Lord 

Hung  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life 
For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee. 

3  O,  how  I  hate  those  lusts  of  mine 

That  crucify'd  my  God  ; 
Those  sins  that  pierc'd  and  nail'd  his  flesb 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood  ! 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  shall  die  ; 

My  heart  hath  so  decreed  ; 


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Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things. 

That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 
5  Whilst,  with  a  melting  broken  heart, 

My  murder'd  Lord  I  view, 
I'll  raise  revenge  against  my  sins, 

And  slay  the  murd'rers  too. 

XCIII.  (S.  M.)  Warren. 

The  Spirit  roitnettea  to  the  Water  and  the  Blo&d. 

1  "I    ET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 
Li  To  praise  our  God  on  high, 
Who  from  his  bosom  sent  his  Son, 

To  fetch  us  strangers  nigh. 

2  Nor  let  our  voices  cease 

To  sing  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Jesus,  th'  Ambassador  of  peace, 
How  cheerfully  he  came. 

3  It  cost  him  cries  and  tears* 

To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 
Great  was  our  debt,  and  he  appears, 
To  make  the  payment  good. 

4  Look  up,  my  soul,  to  him, 

Whose  death  was  thy  desert, 
And  humbly  view  the  living  stream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart. 

5  Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 

By  water  and  by  blood  ; 
And  when  the  Spirit  speaks  the  same, 
We  feel  his  witness  good. 

XCIV.  (CM.)  Lebanon. 

The  Love  of  Christ,  in  Death  to  Sinners,  typified  in  FirvuL 

1  TJEHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love, 
JLp  That  holy  David  shows: 

Behold  his  kind  compassion  move 
For  his  afflicted  foes. 

2  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  fasting  mortified  his  soul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 


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3  They  groan'd,  and  curs'd  him  on  their  btd, 

Yet  still  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  blessings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

4  O  glorious  type  of  heavenly  grace  ! 

Thus  Christ  the  Lord  appears  ; 
While  sinners  curse,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

5  He,  the  true  David,  Israel's  King, 

Blest  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  save  us  rebels,  dead  in  sin, 
Paid  his  own  dearest  blood. 

XCV.  (C.  M.) 

Christ  Crucified  the  burden  of  the  Seng. 

1  FTlHOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

JL    We  love  to  hear  of  thee  ; 
No  music 's  like  thy  channing  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  O  let  us  ever  hear  thy  voice, 

In  mercy  to  us  speak, 
And  in  our  Priest  we  will  rejoice,   * 
Thou  great  Melchisedeck. 

3  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  stay ; 

We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name, 

When  all  things  else  decay. 

4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  thy  favour'd  throng, 
Then  we  will  "sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song. 

XCVI.  (C.  M.) 

Ignatius %oing  totheStake,  cryWMy  Leveiva*  CruciJUiL'* 

1  ^TITARM   was  his   heart,  his  faith  wa» 

7  ▼  strong, 

When  thus  in  rapture  cry'd, 
When  on  his  way  to  martyrdom, 
"My  Love  was  crucify 'd." 


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2  Warm  also  be  my  love  for  Him, 

Who  thus  for  sinners  died ; 
Long  as  I  live  be  this  my  theme, 
"  My  Love  was  crucify'd." 

3  What  Lover  ere  to  win  my  heart, 

So  much  has  done,  beside ; 
To  him  I  'II  cleave,  and  never  part ; 
"  My  Love  was  crucify'd." 

4  0  that  in  Jesus'  wounds,  nry  soul 

Secure  may  ever  hide ; 
And  sing  as  changing  seasons  roll, 
"  My  Love  was  crucify'd." 

5  To  what  a  test  his  love  was  put, 

When  by  his  suff'rings  try'd, 
But  faithful  to  the  end  endur'd  : 
"  My  Love  was  crucify'd." 

6  Let  not  my  dear  despised  Lord, 

Be  e'er  by  me  deny'd ; 
My  joy,  my  crown,  my  boast  be  thid, 
"  My  Love  was  crucify'd." 

7  Dead  be  my  heart  to  all  below, 

In  Christ  may  I  abide ; 
Why  should  I  love  the  creature  so  ? 
"  My  Love  was  crucify'd." 

8  Still  while  upon  this  earth  I  stay, 

What  e'er  shall  me  betide, 

To  all  around  I'll  meekly  say, 

"  My  Love  was  crucify'd." 

9  And  when  death's  gloomy  vale  I  walk, 

My  Lord  shall  be  my  guide ; 
To  him  I'll  sing,  of  him  I'll  talk, 
"  My  Love  was  crucify'd." 
XCVII.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  on  the  Cross  in  Dying  Agonies, 

I    QEE,  on  the  mount  of  Calvary, 
^  Upon  a  cross  suspended  high, 
A  harmless  suff'rer  cover'd  o'er 
With  s>ame,  and  welt'ring  in  his  gore. 
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[2  Is  this  the  Son,  the  sent  of  God, 
To  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod  ? 
This  the  predicted  Son  that  brines 
Life  and  salvation  on  his  wings?  J 

3  Is  this  the  Saviour  long  foretold, 
To  usher  in  the  age  of  gold  ? 

To  make  the  reign  of  sorrow  cease, 
And  bind  the  jarring  world  in  peace  ? 

4  'Tis  he,  'tis  he  ! — he  kindly  shrouda 
His  glories  in  a  night  of  clouds, 
That  souls  might  from  their  ruin  rise, 
And  gain  th'  unperishable  skies. 

5  See  to  their  refuge  and  their  rest, 
From  all  the  bonds  of  guilt  releas'd, 
Transgressors  to  his  cross  repair, 
And  find  a  full  redemption  there. 

6  Jesus,  what  millions  of  our  race  x 
Have  been  the  trophies  of  thy  grace  ! 
And  millions  more  to  thee  shall  fly, 

And  on  thy  sacrifice  rely  ! 

7  That  tree,  that  curs'd  and  poison'd  tree 
Which  prov'd  a  bloody  rack  to  thee, 
Shall  in  the  noblest  blessings  shoot, 
And  fill  the  nations  with  its  fruit. 

8  The  sorrow,  shame,  and  death  were  thine, 
And  all  the  stores  of  wrath  divine  ! 

Our's  are  the  glory,  life,  and  bliss ; 
What  love  can  be  compar'd  to  this  ! 

XCVIII.  (L.  M.) 

The  JVbnrtercvt  Effectt  of  the  Death  o/Chritt. 

EHOLD,  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ! 


B 


Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live  ! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name. 
2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  crass. 


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3  He  dies ;  the  heav'ns  in  mourning  stood ; 
He  rises,  and  appears  a  God  ; 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

1  Hence  and  forever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine, 

XCIX.  (L.  M.) 

The  Request  of  one  Saved  by  Blood. 

1  rnHOU,  who  for  sinners  once  was  slam, 

8.  Once  dead,  but  now  alive  again  ; 
Give  me  to  know,  to  taste,  and  prove 
The  power  and  sweetness  of  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  to  feel  my  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  know  myself  an  heir  of  heav'n  ; 
My  conscience  sprinkle  with  thy  blood, 
And  fill  me  with  the  love  of  God. 


C.   (S.  M.) 

Christ  Crucified  is  the  Bread  of  Life. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  gift  of  God  ! 
jO  Sinners  adore  his  name, 

Who  shed  for  us  his  precious  blood— 
Who  bore  our  curse  and  shame. 

2  Behoid  the  living  bread 

Which  Jesus  came  to  give, 
By  dying  in  the  sinner's  stead 

That  he  might  ever  live. 
Behold  the  Saviour's  love 

Who  gives  his  flesh  to  eat , 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 

Provision  half  so  sweet. 
4  The  Lord  delights  to  give, 

He  knows  you've  nought  to  buy  : 
To  Jesus  haste  :  this  bread  receive, 

And  you  shall  never  die. 


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CI.  (C.  M.) 

At  the  LortFt  Table  there  U  room. 

1  npHE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 

1.    The  dainties  crown  the  board  : 
Not  Paradise  with  all  iis  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  given  ; 
Thro'  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed, 
To  raise  the  soul  to  heaven. 

3  Ye  hungry  and  ye  humble  poor, 

Who  halt  and  fear  to  come  ; 
Come  from  your  most  obscure  retreats, 
And  grace  shall  find  you  room. 

4  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  founder's  name. 


CII.  (CM.) 

The  tame. 

1  TTE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

1_    Behold  a  royal  feast  ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store. 
For  ev'ry  humble  guest. 

2  See  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ! 
Guilt  holds  you  back  and  fear  alarms, 
But  see  there  yet  is  room  ! 

3  O  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  : 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  There  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 


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cm.  (c.  m.) 

Chrttt  the  Sueetett  Theme. 

1  TESUS  !  in  thy  transporting  name, 
tl    What  blissful  glories  rise  ! 
Jesus  ! — the  angels  sweetest  theme — 

The  wonder  of  the  skies. 

2  Jesus  !  and  didst  thou  leave  the  sky 

For  miseries  and  woes  ? 
And  didst  thou  bleed,  and  groan,  and  die. 
For  vile  rebellious  foes  ? 

3  Victorious  love  !  can  language  tell 

The  wonders  of  thy  pow'r, 
Which  conquer'd  all  the  force  of  hell, 
In  that  tremendous  hour  i 
4-  What  glad  return  can  I  impart 
For  favours  so  divine  ? 

0  take  my  heart — this  worthless  heart. 
And  make  it  only  thine. 

CIV.  (C.  M.) 

Christ  Crucijied  U  Meat  and  Drink  indeed. 

LORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
But  most  of  all  admire,  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place. 

1  that  am  all  defil'd  with  sin, 
A  rebel  to  my  God  ; 

I  that  have  crucify'd  his  Son, 

And  trampled  on  his  blood. 
What  strange  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room  ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand — 

My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 
Eat,  C)  my  friends,  the  Saviour  cries, 

The  feast  was  made  for  you  ; 
For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  dy'd. 

And  rcse,  and  triumph'd  too. 


78  CHRIST  CRUCIFIED. 

CV.   (P.  M.)  Crucifixion. 

T/ie  Sufferings,  Death,  Ascension,  and  Mtdietitn  of  Christ 

1  DAW  ye  rny  Saviour  ?  saw  ye  my  Saviour} 
JO  Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  God  ? 

Oil  !  lie  dy 'd  on  Calvary,  to  utone  for  you  and 
me, 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood  ! 

2  He  was  extended,  he  was  extended — 

Painfully  nail'd  to  the  cross  ! 
Till  he  bow'd  his  head  and  dy'd;  Thus  my 
Lord  was  crucify 'd 
To  atone  for  my  soul  that  was  lost ! 

3  Jesus  hung  bleeding ;  Jesus  hung  bleeding- - 

Three  dreadful  hours  in  pain  ! 
While  the  sun  refus'd  to  shine,  when  the  Ma- 
jesty divine 
?as  derided,  insulted  and  slain  ! 

I  Darkness  prevailed,  darkness  prevailed, 
Darkness  prcvail'd  o'er  the  land  ! 
O  the  solid  rocks  were  rent,  thro'  creation's 
vast  extent, 
When  the  Jews  crucify'd  the  God-man  ! 

5  When  it  was  finish'd,  when  it  was  finish'd, 

And  the  atonement  was  made, 
He  vvas  taken  by  the  great,  andembalm'din 
spices  sweet, 
With  the  rich  in  the  grave  softly  laid. 

6  Hail  mighty  Saviour  !  Hail  mighty  Saviour  ! 

Prince  and  the  author  of  Peace  : 
Bursting  all  the  bars  of  Death,  Triumphing 
o'er  hell  and  earth, 
Thou  ascendest  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

7  There  interceding,  there  interceding, 

Pleading  that  sinners  might  live  : 
Saying  Father,  I  have  dy'd,  (Oh  !  Behold  my 
hands  and  side) 
"  To  redeem  them,  I  pray  then  forgive." 


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THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  79 

"I  will  forgive  them,  I  will  forgive  them," 

Says  the  kind  Father  to  thee  ; 
"  Let  them  now  return  to  thee,  and  be  recon- 
cil'd  to  me, 

"  And  eternally  sav'd  they  shall  be." 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 


CVI.  (C.  M.) 

Mortal*  incited  to  unite  with  Angels  in  Song, 

1  l\4TORTALS  awake,  with  angels  join, 
-LtjL  And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

Joy,  love,  and  gratitude,  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heav'n  the  rapt'rous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd  : 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new 
'Twas  more  than  heav'n  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran  : 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 
'5  Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night 
Lay  all  the  eastern  world, 
When  bursting,  glorious,  heav'nly  light 
The  wond'rous  scene  unfurl'd.] 
5  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 
And  glory  leads  the  song  ; 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heav'nly  throng. 


80  THE  GLORIVrj  OF  CH/tlST. 

[7  ()  for  a  glance  of  heav'nly  love, 
Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise, 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 
And  mingle  with  their  lays  !] 

8  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
" Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
"Jesus  was  born  to  die." 

9  Hail,  Prince  of  Life  !  for  ever  hail, 

Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 
Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

CVII.   (6,4.)  Delight. 

Angels  Invoked  to  Join  -with  Mortals  in  Sing. 

1  f\  YE  immortal  throng, 

\_J  Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  song 

To  make  the  Saviour  known  ; 

On  earth  ve  knew 

His  wond  rous  grace, 

His  beauteous  face 

In  heaven  ye  view. 

2  Ye  saw  the  heaven-born  child 

In  human  flesh  array 'd, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 

While  in  the  manger  laid; 

And  praise  to  God, 

And  peace  on  earth, 

For  such  a  birth, 

Proclaim  aloud. 

3  Ye  in  the  wilderness 

Beheld  the  tempter  spoil'd, 
Well  known  in  every  dress, 
In  everv  combat  foil'd ; 
And  joy'd  to  crown, 
The  victor's  head, 
When  Satan  fled 
Before  his  frown. 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST  I  2 

4  Around  the  bloody  tree, 

Ye  press'd  with  strong  desire* 
That  wond'rous  sight  to  see, 
The  Lord  of  life  expire. 

And  could  your  eyes 

Have  known  a  tear, 

Have  dropp'd  it  there 

In  sad  surprise. 

5  Around  his  sacred  tomb, 

A  willing  watch  you  keep : 
'Till  the  blest  moment  come 
To  rouse  him  from  his  sleeps 

Then  rolPd  the  stone, 

And  all  ador'd 

Your  rising  Lord, 

With  joy  unknown. 

6  When  all  array'd  in  light, 

The  shining  conqueror  rode, 
Ye  hail'd  his  rapturous  Might 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God  ; 

And  wav'd  around 

Your  golden  wings, 

And  struck  your  strings, 

Of  sweetest  sound. 
T  The  warbling  notes  pursue, 
And  louder  anthems  raise; 
While  mortals  sing  with  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praise : 

And  thou  my  heart, 

With  equal  flame, 

And  joy  the  same, 

Perform  thy  part. 

CVIII.  (8,  7.) 

ChritVt  Birth  Celebrated, 

LET  us  all  with  grateful  praises 
Celebrate  the  happy  day, 
When  the  lovely  loving  Jesus 

First  partook  of  human  clay  : 
When  the  heav'nly  host  assembled, 
Gaz'd  with  wonder  from  the  sky  ; 
d  2 


82  THL  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

Angels  joy'd,  and  devils  trembled, 
Neither  fully  knowing  why. 

2  Long  had  Satan  reign'd  imperious 

'  1'ill  the  woman's  promis'd  seed. 
Born  a  babe,  by  birth  mysterious, 

Came  to  bruise  the  Serpent's  head. 
Crush,  dear  babe,  hispow'r  within  us, 

Break  our  chains  and  set  us  free  ; 
Pull  down  all  the  bars  between  us, 

'Till  we  fly  and  cleave  to  thee. 

3  Shepherds  on  their  flocks  attending, 

Shepherds  that  in  night-time  watch'd, 
Saw  the  messenger  descending, 

From  the  court  of  heaven  despatch'd. 
Beams  of  glory  deck'd  his  mission, 

Bursting  through  the  veil  of  night : 
Fear  possess'd  them  at  the  vision  : 

Sinners  tremble  at  the  sight. 

4  Dove-like  meekness  grae'd  his  visage; 

Joy  and  love  shone  round  his  head, 
Soon  he  cheer'd  them  with  his  message ; 

Comfort  flow'd  from  all  he  said. 
"Fear  not,  fav'rites  of  th'  Almighty, 

Joyful  news  to  you  I  bring  ; 
You  have  now  in  David's  city, 

Born,  a  Saviour,  Christ  the  King. 

5  Go  and  find  the  royal  stranger 

By  these  signs.     A  babe  you'll  see, 
Weak  and  lying  in  a  manger, 

Wrapt  and  swaddled  ;  that  is  He." 
Straight  a  host  of  Angels  glorious 

Round  the  heavenly  Herald  throng, 
Utt'ring  in  harmonious  chorus, 

Airs  divine  :  and  this  the  song. 

6  "  Glory  first  to  God  be  given 

In  the  highest  heights  ;  and  then 
Peace  on  earth,  proclaim'd  by  heav'n, 

Peace,  and  great  good  will  to  men. 
Thus  they  sang,  with  rapture  kindling 

In  the  Shepherds'  hearts  a  flame, 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  03 

J*vp  and  wonder  sweetly  mingling: 
All  believers  feel  the  same. 

Lo,  sweet  babe,  we  fall  before  thee, 

Jesus,  thee  we  will  adore. 
To  thee,  kingdom,  power  and  glory, 

We  ascribe  for  evermore. 
Glory  to  our  God  be  given 

In  the  highest  heights  ;  and  then 
Peace  on  earth  brought  down  frc  m  heaven. 

Peace  and  great  good  will  to  men. 


CIX.  (6,  8.)  Lenox, 

The  Birth  of  Christ  hailed. 

1  4  WAKE,  awake,  arise, 

J\.  And  hail  the  glorious  morn  ; 
Hark  !  how  the  angels  sing, 

"  To  you  a  Saviour's  born  :" 
Now  let  our  hearts  in  concert  move, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  be  tun'd  to  love. 

2  He  mortals  came  to  save 

From  sin's  tyrannic  pow'r  : 
Come,  with  the  angels  sing, 

At  this  auspicious  hour  : 
Let  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue  combine, 
To  praise  the  love,  the  grace  divine. 

3  The  prophecies  and  types 

Are  all  this  day  fulfill'd  ; 
With  eastern  sages  join, 

To  praise  this  wond'rous  child  : 
God's  only  Son  is  come  to  bless 
The  earth  with  peace  and  righteousness. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

For  our  Immanuel's  birth  ! 
To  mortal  men  good  will, 

And  peace  and  joy  on  earth  ! 
With  angels  new  we  will  repeat 
Their  songs,  still  new  and  ever  sweet. 


64  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

CX.  (C.  M.)  Sherburn. 

The  Song  o/JngeU  at  the  Birth  o/Chrut. 

1  VV/'HILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks 

?  t  by  r.ight, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind,) 
**  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"  To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you  in  David's  town,  this  day 

"  Is  born  of  David's  line, 
"The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
"  And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  "The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

"  To  human  view  display'd  ; 
M  All  meanly  wrapt  in  swathing  bands, 
"And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song  : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace! 
«•  Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men, 
"  Begin  and  never  cease  !" 

CXI.  (C.  M.) 

The  tame. 

1  QHEPHERDS  !  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
O   And  send  your  fears  away  ; 

•'News  from  the  regions  of  the  skies, 
"  Salvation 's  born  to  day. 

2  "Jesus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 

"  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you ; 
"  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
"  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "  No  gold  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

«'  Ncr  royal  shining  things; 


Tfl^  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  81 

"A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
"  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  "Go,  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

"  And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 
"  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
"  Go,  Shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng, 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song  : 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

"  Let  peace  surround  the  earth  ; 
"  Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
"  At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord,  and  shall  angels  have  their  songs, 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raise  ? 
O  may  we  lose  our  useless  tongues, 
When  they  forget  to  praise. 

8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pitied  us  forlorn  ; 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love. 
For  there 's  a  Saviour  born. 

CX1I.  (L.M.) 

T/ie  Gloria  of  Immanuel. 

1  TT AIL  !  God  the  Father,  eternal  light, 
Jtl  Hail  !  God  the  Son,  my  soul's  delight, 
Hail !  holy  Ghost,  all  one  in  three, 

My  anthem  through  eternity. 

2  Ye  glittering  orbs,  all  round  the  skies, 
But  speak  his  glory  in  disguise  ; 
Your  silent  notes,  too  mean  to  tell 
The  glories  of  Immanuel. 

3  Ye  rumbling  thunders,  as  ye  roll, 
With  forked  lightnings  from  each  pole, 
Your  awful  form,  too  weak  to  tell 
The  power  of  Immanuel. 

4  Ye  mountains  tall,  which  pierce  the  skieo, 
And  all  the  hills  that  round  you  rise. 


86  THE  GLOKIKS  0¥  CflKIbT. 

While  time  endures  ye  cannot  tell 
The  wisdom  of  Immanuel. 

5  Ye  tumbling  seas,  with  dismal  roar 
Whose  numbers  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Your  thundering  language  ne'er  can  tell 
The  grandeur  of  Immanuel. 

6  Ye  worlds,  on  worlds,  with  all  your  throng. 
Through  every  age  his  praise  prolong; 
But  though  you  all  in  glory  dwell, 

You  cannot  speak  Immanuel. 

7  Behold  him  take  his  ancient  seat, 
And  myriads  bowing  at  his  feet : 
He 's  conquer'd  all  the  hosts  of  hell ! 
He's  KING  of  kings  Immanuel. 

8  His  fame  shall  sound  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  glory  roll  from  soul  to  soul, 
Whilst  loudest  trumpets  sound  to  tell, 
The  gospel  of  Immanuel. 

9  While  I  am  singing  of  his  name, 
My  soul  begins  to  feel  the  flame  ; 
I'm  full  !  I'm  full  !  but  cannot  tell 
The  love  of  King  Immanuel. 

10  I  long  to  hear  his  trumpet  sound, 
And  see  his  glory  blaze  around, 

I  then  will  shout  and  try  to  tell, 
The  love  of  dear  Immanuel. 

1 1  Hark  !  how  the  chorus  angels  try, 
In  lofty  strains,  each  to  out-Vie  : 
They  tune  their  harps  each  to  excel, 
In  praising  King  Immanuel 

12  Ten  thousand  thousand  in  the  throng, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  join  the  song, 
"  He  sav'd  us  from  a  dismal  hell, 

"  All  glory  to  Immanuel !" 

1  >  My  soul 's  transported  with  these  charms 
1  long  to  be  in  Jesus'  arms; 
.  My  loving  brethren  all  farewell ! 
I'll  go  to  meet  lmuianutl  ! 


THE  GLORIAS  OF  CHRIST  87 

CXIII.    (8,7.) 
Chrisfs  Love,  the  noblest  Fashion. 

|  T  ISTED  into  the  cause  of  sin, 
La  Why  should  a  good  be  evil  ? 
Music,  alas  !  too  long  has  been 

Press'd  to  obey  the  devil  : 
Drunken,  or  lewd,  or  light  the  lay 

Flows  to  the  soul's  undoing, 
Widens,  and  strews  with  flow'rs,  the  way 

Down  to  eternal  ruin. 

2  Who  on  the  part  of  God  will  rise, 

Innocent  mirth  recover, 
Fly  on  the  prey,  and  take  the  prize, 

Plunder  the  carnal  lover  ; 
Strip  him  of  every  moving  strain, 

Of  ev'ry  melting  measure, 
Music  in  virtue's  cause  regain, 

Revive  the  holy  pleasure. 

3  Come  let  us  try  if  Jesus'  love 

Will  not  as  well  inspire  us  : 
This  is  the  theme  of  those  above, 

This  upon  earth  should  fire  us. 
Say  are  your  hearts  in  tune  to  sing, 

Is  there  a  subject  greater  ? 
Melody  all  her  strains  may  bring, 

Jesus's  name  is  sweeter, 

4  Jesus  the  soul  of  music  is, 

His  is  the  noblest  passion  : 
Jesus's  name  gives  life  and  peace, 

Happiness  and  salvation. 
Jesus's  name  the  dead  can  raise, 

And  shew  our  sins  forgiven, 
Fill  us  with  all  the  life  of  grace, 

Carry  us  up  to  heaven. 

5  Who  has  a  right  like  us  to  sing, 

Us,  whom  his  mercy  raises  : 
Merry  our  hearts,  for  Christ  is  king; 

And  merry  all  our  voices  : 
Who  of  his  love  does  once  partake, 

He  in  his  God  rejoices ; 


88  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

Melody  in  our  hearts  we  make, 
And  melody  with  our  voices. 

6  He  that  a  sprinkled  conscience  hath, 

He  that  in  God  is  merry, 
Let  him  sing  psalms,  the  Spirit  saith, 

Joyful  and  never  weary  ! 
Offer  the  sacrifice  of  praise, 

Hearty  and  never  ceasing, 
Spiritual  songs  and  anthems  raise. 

Worship  and  thanks,  and  blessing 

7  Come  let  us  in  his  praises  join, 

Triumph  in  his  salvation  ; 
Glory  ascribe  to  love  divine, 

Worship  and  adoration. 
Heaven  already  is  begun, 

Open'd  in  each  believer  : 
Onlv  believe,  and  then  sing  on, 

Heaven  is  ours  forever. 

CXIV.  (7,6.) 

Detiring  to  let  Jesus. 

1  f~\  SIR,  we  would  see  Jesus, 

"  "  The  blessed  prince  of  love ; 
He  only  can  relieve  us, 

And'all  our  griefs  remove. 
O  tell  us  as  a  preacher, 

Where  Jesus  Christ  doth  dwell: 
Describe  his  charming  feature, 

His  glowing  beauties  tell, 

2  O  Sir,  we  would  see  Jesus, 

The  sinner's  constant  friend, 
We  know  he  won't  deceive  us  ; 

But  love  us  to  the  end  : 
His  blessed  word  assures  us, 

His  hidden  ones  shall  stand, 
His  mighty  arm  secures  us, 

From  all  the  hostile  band. 

3  O  Sir,  we  would  see  Jesus, 

The  glorious  King  of  grace, 
A  sight  of  him  would  ease  us, 
And  fill  our  souls  with  peace  t 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

We  would  behold  his  beauty, 

And  run  into  his  arms, 
And  learn  the  Christian's  duty, 

Amidst  those  blessed  charms. 

O  Sir,  we  would  see  Jesus, 

As  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King; 
We  hope  he  will  receive  us, 

Though  we  are  poor  and  mean  : 
For  in  the  holy  scriptures, 

This  sacred  truth  we  find, 
He  saves  such  wretched  creatures, 

Of  meek  and  lowly  mind. 

O  Sir,  we  would  see  Jesus, 

And  at  his  feet  adore, 
His  ways  although  mysterious, 

We  humbly  would  explore. 
O  tell  us  how'to  find  him, 

And  how  we  may  him  know, 
Where  does  this  rose  of  Sharon, 

This  spotlsss  lilly  grow  ? 

O  Sir,  we  would  see  Jesus, 

And  hearken  to  his  voice, 
O  this  wouid  greatly  please  us. 

And  make  our  hearts  rejoice  : 
This  sound  is  so  inviting, 

It  brings  the  dead  to  life  ; 
This  sound  is  so  transporting, 

It  ends  the  sinner's  strife. 

7  O  Sir,  we  would  see  Jesus, 

Descending  from  above, 
And  making  up  his  jewels, 

The  objects  of  his  love  : 
The  sun  and  moon  in  mourning, 

The  stars  of  heaven  fall, 
The  awful  trumpet  sounding, 

The  universal  call. 

O  Sir,  we  would  sec  Jesus, 
On  that  great  burning  day, 

Collecting  all  his  children, 
To  carry  them  awav ; 


90  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

Unto  their  seats  in  glory, 

Forever  there  to  sing, 
And  tell  the  blessed  story 

Of  Jesus  Christ  their  King. 

CXV.  (P.  M.) 

ChrUt  All  in  All 

1  r^HRIST  is  the  eternal  rock, 
\J  On  which  his  church  is  built ! 
The  Shepherd  of  his  little  flock  ; 

The  Lamb  that  Ux>k  our  guilt ; 
Our  coi^isellor  ;  our  guide  ; 

Our  brother ;  and  our  friend  ; 
The  bridegroom  of  his  chosen  bride, 

Who  loves  her  to  the  end. 

2  He  is  the  Son  to  free  ; 

The  Bishop  he  to  bless  ; 
The  full  propitiation  he  ; 

The  Lord  our  righteousness  ; 
His  body's  glorious  head  ; 

Our  advocate  that  pleads; 
Our  priest  that  pray'd,  aton'd,  and  bled. 

And  ever  intercedes. 

3  Let  all  obedient  souls 

Their  grateiul  tribute  bring  ; 
Submit  to  Jesus'  righteous  rules, 

And  bow  before  their  King. 
Our  prophet  Christ  expounds 

His  and  our  Father's  will  ; 
This  good  physician  cures  our  wounds 

With  tenderness  and  skill. 

4  When  sin  had  sadly  made 

5Twixt  wrath  and  mercy  strife  ; 
Our  dear  Redeemer  dearlv  paid 

Our  ransom  with  his  life. 
Faith  gives  the  full  release  ; 

Our  surety  for  us  stood  : 
The  Mediator  made  the  peace 

And  sign'd  it  with  his  blood. 
i  Soldiers,  your  captain  own, 

Don  estics,  serve  your  Lord, 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  91 

Sinners  the  Saviour's  love  make  known, 

Saints,  hymn  th'  incarnate  Word; 
The  witness  sure  and  true 

Of  God's  good  will  to  men, 
The  Aljiha  and  th'  Omega  too, 

The"  first  and  last,  Amen. 
&  Poor  Pilgrims  shall  not  stray, 

Whofrighten'd  flee  from  wrath, 
A  bleeding  Jesus  is  the  way  ; 

And  blood  tracks  all  the'path. 
Christians  in  Christ  obtain 

The  truth  that  can't  deceive  ; 
And  never  shall  they  die  again, 

Who  in  the  life  believe. 

CXVI.  (8's.) 

Christ;  What  think  you  of? 

1  MTHAT  think  you  of  Christ  ?  is  the  test, 

TV     To    try   both   your   state   and   youi 
scheme  : 
You  cannot  be  right  in  the  rest, 

Unless  you  think  rightly  of  him. 
As  Jesus  appears  in  your  view, 

As  he  is  beloved  or  not ; 
So  God  is  disposed  to  you, 

And  mercy  or  wrath  is  your  lot, 

2  Some  take  him  a  creature  to  be, 

A  man,  or  an  angel  at  most  : 
Sure  these  have  not  feelings  like  me, 

Nor  know  themselves  wretched  and  lost  \ 
So  guilty,  so  helpless  am  I, 

1  durst  not  confide  in  his  blood, 
Nor  on  his  protection  rely, 

Unless  I  were  sure  he  is  God. 

3  Some  call  him  a  Saviour,  in  word, 

But  mix  their  own  work  with  his  plan  ; 
And  hope  he  his  help  will  afford, 

When  they  have  clone  all  that  they  can 
If  doing  prove  rather  too  light, 

(A  little,  they  own  they  may  fail, ) 


92  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

They  purpose  to  make  up  full  weight, 

By  casting  his  name  in  the  scale. 

4  Some  style  him  the  pearl  of  gr;at  price; 

And  say  he  's  the  fountain  of  joys  ; 
Yet  feed  upon  folly  and  vice, 

And  cleave  to  the  world  and  its  toys  : 
Like  Judas,  the  Saviour  they  kiss, 

And  whilst  they  salute  him  betray; 
Ah  !  what  will  profession  like  this 

Avail  in  his  terrible  day. 

5  Ifask'd,  what  of  Jesus  I  think  ? 

Tho'  still  my  best  thoughts  are  but  poor, 
1  say,  he  's  my  meat  and  my  drink, 

My  life,  and  my  strength,  and  my  store  i 
Mv  shepherd,  my  husband  and  friend, 

My  Saviour  from  sin  and  from  thrall  , 
Mv  hope  from  beginning  to  end, 

My  portion,  my  Lord,  and  my  all. 

CXVII.   (8,7.) 
Christ  the  Best  Friend. 

1  |^kNE  there  is  above  all  others, 

\J  Well  deserves  the  name  of  friend  : 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly  free,  and  knows  no  end  : 
They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 
Find  it  everlasting  love. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 
Would  consent  to  shed  his  blood  ? 
But  our  Jesus  dy'd  to  have  us 
Reconcil'd  in  him  to  God  : 

This  was  boundless  love  indeed  ! 
Jesus  is  a  friend  in  need. 

[3  Men  when  rais'd  to  lofty  stations, 
Often  know  their  friends  no  more — 
Slight  and  scorn  their  poof  relations, 
Tho'  they  valu'd  them  before  ; 
But  our  Saviour  always  owns 
T\ose  whom  he  redeem'd  with  Groans. 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  93 

,  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name ; 

Now  above  all  glory  raised 

He  rejoices  in  the  same  : 

Still  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 

And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 
5  Could  we  bear  for  one  another, 

What  he  daily  bears  for  us  ? 

Yet  this  glorious  friend  and  brother 

Loves  us,  tho'  we  treat  him  thus  : 

ThcT  for  good  we  render  ill. 

He  accounts  us  brethren  still.] 

O,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love  : 

We,  alas  !  forget  too  often, 

What  a  friend  we  have  above  ; 

But  when  home  our  souls  are  brought, 

We  shall  love  thee  as  we  ought. 

CXVIII.  (8's.) 

Christ— the  Glory  of  the  Bible. 

THE  Bible  is  justly  esteem'd 
The  glory  supreme  of  the  land, 
Which  shows  how  a  sinner's  redeem'd, 

And  brought  to  Jehovah's  right  hand 
vVith  pleasure  we  freely  confess, 

The  Bible  all  books  does  outshine, 
But  Jesus,  his  person  and  grace, 

Affords  it  that  lustre  divine. 
In  ev'ry  firofihetical  book 

Where  God  his  decrees  hath  unseaFd, 
With  joy  we  behold  as  we  look, 

The  wonderful  Saviour  revcal'd  ; 
His  glories  project  to  the  eye, 

And  prove  it  was  not  his  design, 
Those  glories  concealed  should  lie, 

But  there  in  full  majesty  shine. 
Theirs;  gracious  firomise  to  man, 
A  blessed  prediction  appears  ; 
His  work  is  the  soul  of  the  plan, 

And  gives  it  the  glory  it  wears. 


94  THE  GLORIES     F  CWRIST. 

How  cheering  the  truth  must  have  been. 
That  Jesus  the  promised  seed, 

Should  triumph  oer  Satan  and  sin, 
And  hell  in  captivity  lead  ! 

4  The  ancient,  Levitical  Law 

Was  prophesy  after  its  kind, 
In  types,  there  the  faithful  foresaw 

The  Saviour  that  ransom'd  mankind: 
The  altar,  the  Lamb,  and  the  priest, 

The  blood  that  was  sprinkled  of  old, 
Had  life  when  the  people  could  taste 

The  blessings  those  shadows  foretold. 

5  Review  each  prophetical  song, 

Which  shines  in  perfection's  rich  train  j 
The  sweetest  to  Jesus  belong, 

And  point  cut  his  sufferings  and  reign  : 
Sure  David  his  harp  never  strung 

With  more  of  true  sacred  delight, 
Than  when  of  the  Saviour  he  sung, 

And  he  was  reveal'd  to  his  sight. 

6  May  Jesus  more  precious  become  ; 

His  word  be  a  lamp  to  our  feet, 
While  we  in  this  wilderness  roam, 

'Till  bi ought  in  his  presence  to  meet ! 
Then,  then  will  we  gaze  on  thy  face, 

Our  prophet,  our  priest,  and  our  king; 
Recount  all  thy  wonders  of  grace, 

Thy  praises  eternally  sing. 

CXIX.   (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

Christ's  Love  abovr  ail  Price, 

I  /^OME  ev'ry  pious  heart, 
\J  Thatloves  the  Saviour's  name, 
Your  noblest  powers  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame  : 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 
I  Such  was  his  zeal  for  God, 

And  such  his  love  for  you, 
He  nobly  undertook 

What  Gabriel  could  not  do ; 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  93 

His  every  deed  of  love  and  grace 

All  worth  exceeds,  and  thought  surpasa 

3  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside  ; 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  ; 
What  he  endur'd,  O  who  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell. 

4  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansion  of  the  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led  : 
Up  thro'  the  sky  the  conqueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 
a  From  thence  he'll  quickly  come, 

His  chariot  will  not  stay, 
And  bear  our  spirits  home 

To  realms  of  endless  day  : 
There  shall  we  see  his  lovely  face, 
And  ever  be  in  his  embrace. 
6  Jesus  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love  : 
Yet,  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve : 
Our  hearts,  our  all,  to  thee  we  give  : 
The  gift,  tho'  small,  thou  wilt  receive; 

CXX.   (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

Christ,  the  King  of  Saints, 

1  TJ  EJOICE  the  Lord  is  King : 
XI,  Your  God  and  King  adore ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore  ! 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stain% 

He  took  his  seat  above; 
Lift  up  the  hear*-.  &c 


96  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaves, 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given. 
Lift  up  the  heart,  £cc. 

4  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy ; 
And  every  bosom  swell 

With  pure  seraphic  joy  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  &c. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  : 
We  soon  shall  hearth'  archangel's  voices. 
The  trump  of  (iod  shall  sound  rejoice. 

CXXI.  (8*s.) 

Christ  the  Chiefest  among  Ten  Thousand. 

7  TIOW  shall  1  my  Saviour  set  forth  ? 
XX  How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare  ? 
()  how  shall  I  speak  for  his  worth, 

Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are  ? 
His  angels  can  never  express, 

Nor  saints  who  set  nearest  his  throne. 
How  rich  are  his  treasures  of  grace  :— 

No  !  This  is  a  myst'ry  unknown. 

2  In  him  all  the  fulness  of  God 

Forever transcendantly  shines; 
Tho'  once  like  a  mortal  he  stood 

To  finish  his  gracious  designs  ; 
Tho'  once  he  was  nail'd  to  the  cross, 

Vile  rebels  like  me  to  set  free, 
His  glory  sustained  no  loss, 

Eternal  his  kingdom  shall  be. 

3  His  wisdom,  his  love,  and  his  power, 

Seem'd  then  with  each  other  tc  vie, 
When  sinners  he  stoop'd  to  restore, 
Poor  sinners  condemned  to  die  ! 


THE  GLORIES  ON  CHRIST.  97 

He  laid  all  his  grandeur  aside, 
And  dwelt  in  a  cottage  of  clay : 

Poor  sinners  he  lov'd  till  he  dy'd, 
To  wash  their  pollution  away. 

»4  0  sinners,  believe  and  adore, 

This  Saviour  so  rich  to  redeem  ! 
No  creature  can  ever  explore 

The  treasures  of  goodness  in  him  : 
Come,  all  ye  who  see  yourselves  lost, 

And  feel  yourselves  burden'd  with  sin, 
Draw  near  while  with  terror  you're  toss'd; 

Believe,  and  your  peace  shall  begin. 

S  Now  sinners,  attend  to  his  call, 

"  Whoso  hath  an  ear  let  him  hear ;" 
He  promises  mercy  to  all, 

Who  feel  their  sad  wants  far  and  near : 
He  riches  has  ever  in  store, 

And  treasures  that  never  can  waste  : 
Here  's  pardon,  here 's  grace,  yea  and  more, 

Here  's  glory  eternal  at  last. 

CXXII.  (8's.) 

Christ  U  Precioua. 

1    "TESUS,  how  precious  is  thy  name  ! 
fcl    The  great  Jehovah's  darling  thou  ! 
O  let  me  catch  th'  immortal  flame, 

With  which  angelic  bosoms  glow  ! 
Since  angels  love  thee,  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blest  above. 
My  Prophet  thou,  my  heavenly  guide  ; 

Thy  sweet  instructions  I  will  hear  : 
The  words  that  from  thy  lips  proceed, 

O  how  divinely  sweet  they  are. 
Thee  my  great  Prophet,  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blest  above. 
My  great  High  Priest,  whose  precious  blood 

Did  once  atone  upon  the  cross ; 
Who  now  doth  intercede  with  God, 

And  plead  the  friendless  sinner's  cause ; 


98  THE  GLORIES  OK  CHRIST 

In  thee  I  trust ;  thee  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blest  above. 
4  My  King  supreme,  to  thee  I  bow, 
A  willing  subject  at  thy  feet ; 
All  other  lords  I  disavow, 

And  to  thy  government  submit. 
My  Saviour  King,  this  heart  would  love» 
And  imitate  the  blest  above, 

CXXIII.  (7's.) 

Christ  t/ie  R»ck  of  Ages, 

1  ~Wy  OCK  of  ages,  shelter  me, 
JLc  Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flow'd. 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 

Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  pow'r 

2  Not  the  labour  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  the  law's  demands  : 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow; 
All  tor  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hands  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling  : 
Naked  come  to  thee  for  dress, 
Helpless  look  to  thee  for  grace  : 
Black,  1  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  1  die  ! 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eye-strings  break  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne, 
Rock  of  ages  shelter  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 


H 


CXXIV.  (7,6.) 

Christ  a  matchless  Physician. 

()  W  lost  was  my  condition, 
Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ! 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  99 

There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatch 'd  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  won'drous  pow'r  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases, 

Is  light  compar'd  with  sin  . 
On  ev'ry  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within  ; 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness — all  combin'd  ; 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men,  great  skill  professing, 

I  thought  a  cure  to  gain, 
But  this  prov'd  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain  : 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost ; 
Thus  ev'ry  refuge  fail'd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crost. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician — 

How  matchless  is  his  grace  ! 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case  : 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him— 

For  sin  my  eyes  had  seal'd — 
Then  bid  me  look  unto  him  ; 

I  look'd,  and  I  was  heal'd. 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death : 
Come  then  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give  ; 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only — look  and  live. 


tOO  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

CXXV.  (ll's.) 
Christ  the  Rock  that  it  higher  than  I. 

Jl  l^lONVINC'D    as  a   sinner   to   Jesus    1 
*  J        come, 
Inform 'd  by  the  gospel  for  such  there  is  room ; 
O'erwhelmed  with  sorrow  for  sin  will  1  cry, 
Lead  me  to  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I  ! 

2  When  tempted  by  Satan  my  Saviour  to  leave, 
Who  sets  forth  religion  as  meant  to  deceive, 
I'll  claim  my  relation  to  Jesus  on  high — 
The  rock  of  salvation  that's  higher  than  I ! 

3  When  God  from  my  soul  shall  his  presence 

remove,  [love, 

To  try  by  his  absence  the  strength  of  my 
I'll  rest  on  the  promise  of  Jesus,  and  try, 
The   force  of  that  rock  which  is  higher 

than  I ! 

4  When  sorely  afflicted  and  ready  to  faint, 
Before  my  Redeemer  I'll  spread  my  com- 
plaint :  [rely 

'Midst  storms  and  distresses  my  soul  shall 
On  Jesus  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  1 !] 

5  When  weak  and  encompass'd  with  number- 

less foes, 
Attempting  my  happiness  here  to  oppose, 
I'll  look  to  the  Saviour  of  sinners,  and  cry, 
Lead  me  to  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I  ! 


[6  When  I  my  poor  feeling  with  others  com- 
pare, [share! 
And  learn  from  reflection  what  mercies  I 
My  backsliding  heart  is  constrain'd  to  reply, 
Lead  me  to  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I  !j 

7  When  judgments,  O.Lord,  are  abroad  in  the 

land,  [hand  i 

And  merited  vengeance  descends  from  thy 

O'erwhelm'd  with  the  sight,  for  protection 

I'll  tly, 
And  hide  in  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I  ! 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  101 

8  When  summon 'd  by  death  before  GocLto  ap- 

pear, [fear  ; 

Thy  free-grace  supporting,  I'll  yield  withou' 
Most  gladly  I'll  venture  with  Jesus  on  high 
To  enter  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I ! 

9  'Tis  tnere  with  the  chosen  of  Jesus,  I  long 
To  dwell,  and  eternally  join  in  the  song 
Of  praising  and  blessing,  with  angels  on  higt 
Christ  Jesus,  the  reck  that  is  higher  than  J 

CXXVI.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  ever  lives  our  Intercessor. 


I 


KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives," 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives* 

He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 

He  lives,  my  ever  living  head  ! 

2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives,  to  plead  my  cause  above, 
He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives,  to  give  me  full  supplies, 
He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  eyes, 
He  lives,  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives,  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

4  He  lives,  to  crush  the  fiends  of  hell, 
He  lives,  and  doth  within  me  dwell, 
He  lives,  to  heal,  and  keep  me  whole, 
He  lives,  to  guide  my  feeble  soul. 

5  He  lives,  to  banish  all  my  fears, 
He  lives,  to  wipe  away  my  tears, 
He  lives,  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives,  all  blessings  to  impart. 

6  He  lives,  my  kind  and  gracious  friend, 
He  lives,  and  loves  me  to  the  end  : 

He  lives,  and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing, 
He  lives,  my  prophet,  priest,  and  king 

7  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name, 
He  lives,  my  Jesus  still  the  same  : 


102  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

C)  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
"I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives." 

CXXVII.  (L  M.) 

Christ  not  to  be  ashamed  of. 

I    TESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be 
%J    A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  ? 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glory  shines  through  endless  days  ' 

?.  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon  ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  morning-star!  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend 

On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  : 
No;  when  I  blush — be  this  my  shame 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  yes  I  may 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  'Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain ; 
'Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ! 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me  ! 

[7  His  institutions  would  I  prize, 
Take  up  my  cross — the  shame  despise  ; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  lo  his  laws.] 

CXXVIII.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  the  bright  ami  morning  Star. 

1  ^TE  worlds  of  light,  that  roll  so  near 
M.    The  Saviour's  throne  of  shining  bliss 
O  tell  how  mean  your  glories  are — 
How  taint  and  few  compar'd  with  his  ! 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  103 

2  We  sing  the  bright  and  Morning  Star, 
Jesus  the  Spring  of  light  and  love  : 
See,  how  its  rays,  diffus'd  from  far, 
Conduct  us  to  the  realms  above  ! 

3  Its  cheering  beams  spread  wide  abroad  :— 
Point  out  the  puzzled  Christian's  way  ; 
Still,  as  he  goes,  he  finds  the  road, 
Enlighten'd  with  a  constant  day. 

4  When  shall  we  reach  the  heav'nly  place 
Where  this  bright  Star  shall  brightest  shine, 
Leave  far  behind  these  scenes  of  night, 
And  view  a  lustre  so  divine  ? 

CXXIX.  (S.  M.) 

Christ,  the  Alpha  and  Omega  of  the  perfect  man. 

1  T> EHOLD  the  perfect  man, 
_D  The  upright  one  in  heart, 
Christ  is  the  motto  of  his  plan, 

Christ  fills  up  ev'ry  part. 

2  For  Christ 's  his  all  in  all, 

His  Alpha  and  his  end  ; 
In  each  distress  on  him  he'll  call, 
For  Christ 's  his  chiefest  friend. 

3  To  him  in  ev'ry  need, 

He'll  fly  and  shelter  there  : 
For,  lo  !  his  Christ  doth  live,  and  plead 
His  cause,  and  answer  pray'r. 

4  This  man  shall  end  his  days, 

In  peace,  and  fly  away, 
Where  he'll  his  Christ  forever  praise. 
In  everlasting  day. 

CXXX.  (C.  M.) 

Cnrist,  the  Head  of  t lie  Church. 

1  "1  ESUS,  I  sing  thy  matchless  grace, 
tl    That  calls  a  worm  thy  own  ; 
Gives  me  among  thy  saints  a  place, 

To  make  thy  glories  known. 

2  Allied  to  thee,  our  vital  Head, 

We  act,  and  grow,  and  thrive  ; 


104  THE  GI^ORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead 
When  most  he  seems  alive. 

3  Thy  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above, 
Here  join  in  sweet  accord  : 
One  body  all  in  mutual  love, 
And  thou  our  common  Lord. 


CXXXI.  (C.  M.) 

Christy  tlie  best  Phytician. 

1  "I  ESUS,  since  thou  art  stiil  to-day 
•I    As  yesterday  the  same — 
Present  to  heal — in  me  display 

The  virtue  of  thy  name. 

2  Since  still  thou  go'st  about  to  do 

Thy  needy  creatures  good — 
On  me,  that  I  thy  praise  may  show, 
Be  all  thy  wonders  show'd. 

LEPER. 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 

Thy  miracles  repeat ; 
With  pitying  eye  behold  me  fall, 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4  Loathsome,  and  vile,  and  self-aborr'd, 

I  sink  beneath  my  sin  ; 
But,  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 

DEAF  AND  DUMB. 

5  Thou  seest  me  deaf  to  thy  commands; 

Open,  O  Lord,  mine  ear  ; 
Bid  me  stretch  out  my  wither'd  hands 
And  lift  them  up  in  pray'r. 

6  Silent,  (alas  !  thou  know'st  how  iong) 

My  voice  1  cannot  raise  ; 
But,  oh !  when  thou  shalt  loose  my  tongue. 
The  dumb  shall  sing  thy  praise. 

LAME. 

7  Lame,  at  the  pool  I  still  am  seen, 

Waiting  to  find  relief, 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  105 

While  many  others  venture  in, 

And  wash  away  their  grief. 
8  Now  speak,  my  mind,  my  conscience, 

Give,  and  my  strength  employ  ; 
Light  as  a  hart,  my  soul  shall  bound, 

The  lame  shall  leap  for  jo) . 

BLIND. 

&  If  thou  my  God,  art  passing  by, 

Oh  !  let  me  find  thee  near ; 

Jesus,  in  mercy,  hear  me  cry  ; 

Thou  Son  of  David,  hear  ! 

10  See,  1  am  waiting  in  the  way, 

For  thee  the  heav'nly  light  : 
Command  me  to  be  brought,  and  say, 
"Sinner,  receive  thy  sight." 

POSSESSED. 

11  Cast  out  thy  foes,  and  let  them  still 

To  thy  great  name  submit : 
Clothe  with  thy  righteousness,  and  heal, 
And  place  me  at  thy  feet. 

12  From  sin,  the  guilt,  the  pow'r,  the  pain 

Thou  wilt  relieve  my  soul ; 
Lord,  1  believe,  and  not  in  vain, 
For  thou  wilt  make  me  whole. 

CXXXII.  (S.  M.) 

Christ  the  Way,  Truth,  and  Life. 

1  TT  AM,  saith  Christ,  the  Way  :— 
JL  Now  if  we  credit  Him, 

All  other  paths  must  lead  astray, 
How  fair  soe'er  they  seem. 

2  1  am,  saith  Christ,  the  Truth  : — 

Then  all  that  lacks  this  test, 
Proceed  it  from  an  angel's  mouth, 
Is  but  a  lie  at  best. 

3  1  am,  saith  Christ,  the  Life : — 

Let  this  oe  seen  by  faith  ; 
It  follows,  without  further  strife, 
T  li.it  all  besides  is  death. 
E  2 


106  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

4  If  what  those  words  aver, 

The  Holy  Ghost  apply 
The  simplest  Christian  shall  not  err. 
Nor  be  deceived,  nor  die. 

CXXXIII.  (L.  M.) 

Christ,  the  Apple-Tree. 

1  npHE  Tree  of  Life  my  soul  hath  seen, 

sl    Laden  with  fruit,  and  always  green 
The  trees  of  nature  fruitless  be 
Compar'd  with  Christ  the  Apple-tree. 

2  This  beauty  doth  all  things  excel; 
By  faith  I  know,  but  ne'er  can  tell 
The  glory  which  I  now  can  see 

In  Jesus  Christ  the  Apple-tree. 

3  For  happiness  I  long  have  sought, 
And  pleasure  dearly  have  I  bought ; 
I  miss'd  of  all,  but  now  I  see 

'Tis  found  in  Christ  the  Apple-tree. 
1  I'm  wearied  with  my  former  toil — 
Here  I  will  sit  and  rest  awhile  : 
Under  the  shadow  I  will  be 
Of  Jesus  Christ  the  Apple-tree. 

5  With  great  delight  I'll  make  my  stay, 
There  's  none  shall  fright  my  soul  away  : 
Among  the  sons  of  men  I  see 

There 's  none  like  Christ  the  Apple-tree 

6  I'll  sit,  and  eat  this  fruit  divine  ; 

It  cheers  my  heart  like  precious  wine  : 
Oh  !  how  divinely  sweet  to  me 
Is  Christ  the  lovely  Apple-tree  ! 

7  This  fruit  doth  make  my  soul  to  thrive  • 
It  keeps  my  dying  faith  alive  ; 
Which  makes  my  soul  in  haste  to  be 
With  Jesus  Christ  the  Apple-tree. 

CXXXIV.  (L.  M  ) 

Christ,  the  Corner  Stone. 

1   T    AID  by  Jehovah's  mighty  hands, 
JLi  Zion's  foundation  firmly  stands 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  107 

Rais'd  up  on  Christ,  the  Corner-stone, 
Secure  as  God's  eternal  throne. 

2  See  how  the  glorious  fabric  grows, 
Fram'd  of  matt-rials  that  he  chose  ! 
Each  stone  prepar'd,  and  fitly  set, 
The  royal  structure  to  complete. 

3  Still  shall  this  edifice  arise, 

Till  all  shall  reach  the  lofty  skies ; 
And  joyful  hosts  shall  praise  above 
Jehovah's  grace,  and  Jesus'  love. 

CXXXV.  (C.  M.) 

Christ  the  Door. 

1  1^1  HR1ST  is  the  way  to  heav'nly  bliss, 
\J  And  Christ  the  only  door  ; 

My  soul,  pursue  no  way  but  this, 
For  this  alone  is  sure. 

2  'lis  through  this  door,  and  this  alone, 

That  thou  art  led  to  God  ; 
Rest,  then,  on  what  thy  Lord  has  done, 

And  plead  his  precious  blood. 
1  This  door  will  lead  thee  safe  to  heav'n, 

And  give  thee  entrance  in  ; 
And  God  will  own  thy  sins  forgiv'n, 

However  vile  they've  been. 

CXXXVI.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  m  Eternal  Life. 

1  ^rwiIS  life  to  know  the  dying  Lamb; 

_I_  Eternal  life  is  in  his  name  : 
O  may  I  in  this  knowledge  grow, 
And  daily  more  of  Jesus  know  ! 

2  Know  him  to  wash  me  in  his  blood  ; 
Know  him  to  make  my  peace  with  God  ; 
Know  him  for  strength  and  righteousness. 
And  know  him  for  renewing  grace. 

3  Know  him  as  my  exceeding  joy  : 
Know  him  my  praises  to  employ  ; 
Know  him  as  all  my  heart  can  wish, 
And  know  him  for  eternal  bliss. 


108  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

CXXXV1I.  (CM.) 

Christ  the  Pearl  of  Great  Price. 

1  T'VE  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price ; 
JL  My  heart  exults  f<  r  joy  ; 

And  sing  I  must,  a  Christ  I  have  ! 
O  what  a  Christ  have  I  ! 

2  Christ  is  my  father  and  my  friend, 

My  brother  and  my  love  ; 
My  head,  my  hope,  my  counsellor, 
My  advocate  above. 

3  My  Christ,  he  istheheav'n  of  heav'n; 

My  Christ,  what  shall  I  call  ? 
My  Christ  is  first,  my  Christ  is  last, 
My  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

CXXXVIII.  (S.  M.) 

Christ  the  Rote  of  Skaron. 

1  "I  N  Sharon's  lovely  Rose, 

_I    Immortal  beauties  shine  ; 
Its  sweet  refreshing  fragrance  shows 
Its  origin  divine. 

2  How  blooming  and  how  fair  ! 

Oh  may  my  happy  breast, 
This  lovely  Rose  for  ever  wear, 
And  be  supremely  blest ! 

CXXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  the  Highway  of  Holiness. 

1  TESUS,  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gone, 
•I    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment^ 
The  king's  highway  of  holiness 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 


THE  GLCRIES  ON  CHRIST.  109 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  pow'r, 
I  sinn'd  and  stumbled  but  the  more  ; 
'Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

5  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am  ; 

My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give — 
Nothing  but  love  I  shall  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  Behold  the  way  to  God. 

CXL.  (C.  M.) 

Christ  t/ie  Captain  »f  Salvation. 

1  TJEHOLD  !  the  war-like  trumpets  blow, 
_D   When  foes  in  arms  appear, 

To  let  the  sons  of  freedom  know 
The  day  of  battle  's  near. 

2  Christ's  trumpet  sounds,  let  saints  be  arm'd, 

The  battle  is  begun  ; 
The  hosts  of  Satan  are  alarm 'd, 
The  day  will  soon  be  won. 

3  The  glorious  Captain,  Jesus,  sends 

The  heralds  of  his  might ; 
To  search  and  try  who  are  his  friends, 
And  who  will  ''list  to  fight. 

4  The  Gospel  calls  for  volunteers, 

Who  come  with  sword  in  hand  : 
Where  is  there  one  for  Christ  appears, 
/Vgainst  the  foe  to  stand. 

5  Here  *s  bounty-money  shall  be  giv'n 

To  ail  his  soldiers  here ; 
And  glorious  crowns  of  joy  in  heav'n, 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

6  Here 's  dress,  and  food,  and  drink,  and  arms, 

And  pay,  and  vict'ry  sure  ; 
This  ev'ry  Christian  soldier  charms, 
And  makes  him  war  endure. 


!10  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST 

?"  '1  he  Captain  never  quits  the  field, 
But  fights  before  his  men  ; 
Until  his  foes  are  made  to  yield, 
Or  fall  among  the  slain. 

8  His  foes  can  neither  stand  nor  fly, 

When  he  appears  in  sight ; 
But  none  of  those  shall  ever  die, 
Who  in  his  army  fight. 

9  Here,  Lord,  behold,  I  set  my  name, 

A  soldier  1  would  be  ; 
Thy  gracious  promises  I  claim, 
And  give  myself  to  thee. 


D 


CXLI.  (S.  M.)  America. 

Christy  Glorious  in  Tear*. 

ID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 


And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  ev'ry  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 

Angels  with  wonder  see  ! 
Be  thou  astonish'd,  O  my  soul — 
He  shed  those  tears  tor  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep  : 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear  ; 
In  heav'n  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there 's  no  weeping  there. 

CXLII.  (L.  M.) 

Christy  the  Sure  Anchor  of  Hope. 

1  TS  Jesus  mine  !  I'm  now  prepar'd 
JL  To  meet  with  what  I  thought  most  hard 
Yes,  let  the  winds  of  trouble  blow, 
And  comforts  melt  away  like  snow  ; 
No  blasted  trees  of  failing  crops, 
Can  hinder  my  eternal  hopes  ; 
Tho'  creatures  change,  the  Lord's  the  same; 
Then  let  me  triumph  in  his  name. 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.       Ill 

CXLTII.  (C.  M.) 

Christ  All  in  All. 

1  /"CHRIST,  as  our  great  physician,  heals 
\J  Our  maladies  within  ; 

Relieves  the  pangs  the  conscience  feels, 
And  cleanses  ev'ry  sin. 

2  He  sympathizes  with  our  grief; 

He  lends  a  gracious  ear 
To  all  our  groans  ;  and  gives  relief, 
Whate'er  we  feel  or  fear. 

3  'Tis  he  subdues  our  num'rous  foes, 

And  blasts  their  vile  intent ; 
And  he  will  always  interpose, 
Our  ruin  to  prevent. 

4  My  soul,  with  sacred  rapture,  saith, 

When  Jesus  is  in  view, 
This  is  the  object  of  my  faith, 
And  this  its  author  too. 

CXLIV.  (L.  M.) 

The  Breaker. — Mic.  ii.  13. 

1  0 1NG  the  dear  Saviour's  glorious  fame, 
^  Who  bears   the   Breaker's    wond'roua 

name  : 
Sweet  name  !  and  it  becomes  him  well, 
Who  breaks  down  sin,  guilt,  death  and  hell 

2  A  mighty  breaker  sure  is  he  ; 

He  broke  mv  chains  and  set  me  free  : 

A  gracious  breaker  to  my  soul ; 

He  breaks,  and  O,  he  makes  me  whole, 

3  He  breaks  thro'  ev'ry  gloomy  cloud, 
Which  can  my  soul  with  darkness  shroud  : 
He  breaks  the  bars  of  ev'ry  snare, 
Which  hellish  foes  for  me  prepare. 

4  Great  Breaker,  O,  thy  love  impart! 
Daily  to  break  my  stony  heart ; 

O,  break  it  Lord,  and  enter  in, 

And  break,  O,  break  the  power  of  sin ! 


112  THE  GLORIKS  OF  CHRIST. 

CXLV.  (CM.) 

The  Builder. 

1   l^lHRIST  plans  the  temple  of  the  Lord, 
\J   And  all  the  building  rears  ; 
And  be  his  holy  name  ador'd  ; 
He  all  the  glory  bears. 
?  The  vast  materials  all  he  forms, 
Nor  love  nor  pow'r  he  spares ; 
He  guards  the  building  from  all  harms, 
And  all  the  glory  bears. 

3  In  this  blest  building  may  my  soul 

A  living  stone  appear  ; 
And  he,  the  builder  of  the  whole, 
Shall  all  the  glory  bear. 

4  When  he  the  topmost  stone  shall  bring 

To  heaven  to  see  him  there  ; 
We  shall  the  Builder's  praises  sing, 
And  he  the  glory  bear. 

CXLV.I.   (C.  M.) 

Crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

1  "I  NSPIRE  our  souls,  thou  heavenly  Dore, 
J    On  thee  we  humbly  call  : 

Come  warm  our  hearts  with  Jesus'  love, 
To  own  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  The  saints  who  now  in  glory  shine, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  fall ; 
In  concert  join,  with  notes  divine, 
To  praise  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Sinners,  who  now  in  him  believe, 

Whose  crimes  are  bitter  gall ; 
Pardon  and  grace  from  him  receive, 
And  bless  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  The  day  arrives  when  ev'ry  voice 

On  this  terrestrial  ball  ; 
Aloud  shall  sing,  exult,  rejoice, 
To  hail  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  All  heaven,  in  one  admiring  throng, 

Before  him  prostrate  fall  ; 


THE  GLORIES  OF  ^HRIST.  113 

And  join  in  sweet,  seraphic  song, 
To  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

CXLVIL  (7's.) 

Jesus,  Immanuel. 

1  £^i  OD  with  us  !  O  glorious  name 
\Jf  Let  it  shine  in  endless  fame  ; 
God  and  man  in  Christ  unite — 

O  mysterious  depth  and  height ! 

2  God  with  us  !  amazing  love 
Brought  him  from  his  courts  above : 
Now  ye  saints  his  grace  admire — 
Swell  the  song  with  holy  fire. 

3  God  with  us  !  but  tainted  not 
With  our  father  Adam's  blot ; 
Yet  he  did  our  sins  sustain, 

Bore  the  guilt,  the  curse,  the  pain. 

4  God  with  us  !  ()  wond'rous  grace  ! 
Let  us  see  him  face  to  face  : 
That  we  may  Immanuel  sing, 

As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King. 

CXLVI1I.  (L.  M.) 

Jesus  Yesterday,  To-darj,  and  Forever,  the  Same. 

1  O  IGH  on  his  Father's  royal  seat, 
lj[   Our  Jesus  shone  divinely  great ; 

Ere  Adam's  clay  with  life  waswarm'd, 
Or  Gabriel's  nobler  spirit  form'd. 

2  Through  all  succeeding  ages,  he 

The  same  hath  been — the  same  shall  be; 
Immortal  radiance  gilds  his  head, 
While  stars  and  sun  wax  old  and  fade. 

3  The  same  his  pow'r  his  flock  to  guard ; 
The  same  his  bounty  to  reward  ; 

The  same  his  faithfulness  and  love, 
To  saints  on  earth  and  saints  above. 

4  Let  nature  change,  and  sink,  and  die  ; 
Jesus  shall  raise  his  chosen  high  ; 
And  fix  them  near  his  stable  throne, 
In  glory  changeless  as  his  own. 


114  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

CXLIX.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  our  Advocate. 

1  TT1-  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives  ; 
XX  What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  ! 
And  now  before  his  Father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merits  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  cur  fears, 

And  justice,  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence,  then,  ye  black,  despairing  thoughts! 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults ; 

His  pow'rful  intercessions  rise, 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  ev'ry  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  pow'r ; 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  Almighty  Friend  ! 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  ! 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads  and  must  prevail. 

CL.  (C.  M.) 

Chritt  it  King  of  Saint*. 

J    riOME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
\J  And  joy  to  make  it  known  ; 
The  sov'reign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crown'd 

With  glories  all  divine  ; 
And  tell  the  wond'rir.g  nations  round, 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  pow'r  and  boundless  grace, 

In  him  unite  their  rays  ; 
You  that  have  seen  his  lovely  face, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 


THE  GLCRIES  OF  CHRIST.  11J 

CLI.  (C,  M.j 


1  V1THEN  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

H     The  beauties  of  our  King ; 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

2  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ! 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

3  O  happy  period  i  glorious  day  ! 

When  heav'n  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  pow'rs,  the  raptur'd  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

CI.II.   (6,4.) 

King  of  Saints. 

1  T    ET  us  awake  our  joys, 

JLi  Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice- 
Each  creature  sing ; 

Angels — begin  the  song, 

Mortals — the  strain  prolong, 

In  accents  sweet  and  strong, 
"Jesus  is  King." 

2  Proclaim  abroad  his  name, 
Tell  of  his  matchless  fame — 

What  wonders  done ; 
Shout  thro'  hell's  dark  profound, 
Let  the  whole  earth  resound, 
Till  the  high  heavens  rebound, 

"  The  vict'ry's  won." 

3  He  vanquished  sin  and  hell : 
And  the  last  foe  will  quell ; 

Mourners  rejoice  ! 
His  dying  love  adore, 
Praise  him  now  rais'd  in  pow'r, 
And  triumph  evermore, 

With  a  glad  voice. 


1  16  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

4  All  hail  the  glorious  day, 
When  thro'  the  heavenly  way 

Lo  he  shall  come  ! 
While  they  who  pierc'd  him  wail, 
His  promise  shall  not  tail, 
Saints,  see  your  King  prevail ; 

Come,  dear  Lord,  come  ! 

CL1II.  (L  M.) 

Christ  the  One  Thing  Needful. 

1  TESUS,  engrave  it  on  my  heart, 

•I     That  thou  the  one  thing  needful  art 
1  could  from  all  things  parted  be, 
But  never,  never,  Lord,  from  thee  ! 

2  Needful  art  thou  to  make  me  live  ; 
Needful  art  thou  all  grace  to  give  ; 
Needful  to  guide  me  Test  I  stray  ; 
Needful  to  help  me  every  day. 

3  Needful  is  thy  most  precious  blood  ; 
Needful  is  thy  correcting  rod  ; 
Needful  is  thy  indulgent  care  ; 
Needful  thy  all-prevailing  pray'r. 

4  Needful  thy  presence  dearest  Lord, 
Tine  peace  and  comfort  to  afford  ; 
Needful  thy  promise  to  impart 
Fresh  life  and  vigour  to  my  heart. 

5  Then  shall  my  soul  with  joy  supreme, 
Dwell  on  the  dear  delightful  theme  ; 
Glory  and  praise  be  ever  his, 

The  one  thing  needful  Jesus  is  ! 

CL1V.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  a  Divine  Treasure. 

1  XH.SUS  is  all  I  wish  or  want ; 

tl    For  him  I  pray,  I  thirst,  I  pant  • 
Let  others  after  earth  aspire  ; 
Christ  is  the  treasure  I  desire. 

2  Possess'd  of  him,  I  wish  no  more  : 
He  is  an  all-sufficient  store  ; 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  117 

To  praise  him  all  my  pow'rs  conspire ; 

Christ  is  the  treasure  I  desire. 
3  If  he  his  smiling  face  but  hide, 

My  soul  no  comfort  has  beside; 

Distrest,  I  after  him  inquire ; 

Christ  is  the  treasure  I  desire. 
[4  And  while  my  heart  is  rack'd  with  pain, 

Jesus  appears  and  smiles  again  ; 

Why  should  my  Saviour  thus  retire.' 

Christ  is  the  treasure  I  desire.] 
5  Come  humble  souls  and  view  his  charms  ; 

Take  refuge  in  his  saving  arms  : 

And  sing,  while  you  his  worth  admire, 

Christ  is  the  treasure  I  desire. 

CLV.  (C.  M.) 

Jesus  the  true  and  living  Vine. 

1  XESUS,  immutably  the  same, 
€l    Thou  true  and  living  vine, 
Around  thy  all-supporting  stem 

My  feeble  arms  I  twine. 

2  Quicken'd  by  thee  and  kept  alive, 

I  flourish  and  bear  fruit ; 

My  life  I  from  thy  sap  derive, 

My  vigour  from  thy  root. 

3  Upon  my  leaf  when  parch "d  with  heat, 

Refreshing  dew  shall  drop  ; 
The  plant  which  thy  right  hand  hath  set, 
Shall  ne'er  be  rooted  up. 

4  Each  moment  water'd  by  thy  care, 

And  fene'd  with  pow'r  divine, 
Fruit  to  eternal  life  shall  bear 
The  feeblest  branch  of  thine. 


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CLVI.  (8,  8,  6.) 

The  Excellency  of  Christ. 

COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth 
Which  in  my  Saviour  shine ; 


118  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

I'd  soar  and  touch  the  htav'nly  strings^ 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings, 
In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  Pd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadiui  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine  ; 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all  perfect  heav'nly  dress, 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  : 
lr.  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home. 

And  I  shall  see  his  face  : 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 
A  blest  eterni  y  I'll  spend 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

CLVII.  (C.  M.) 

Captain  of  Salvation. 

1  TT  ARK  !  'tis  our  heav'nly  leader's  voice 
JjL  From  his  triumphant  seat ; 
'Midst  all  the  war's  tumultuous  noise, 

How  powerful  and  how  sweet  ! 

2  "  Fight  on  my  faithful  band,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  fear  the  mortal  blow  ; 
"  Who  first  in  such  a  warfare  dies, 

"  Shall  speediest  vict'ry  know. 
[3  "  I  have  my  days  of  combat  known, 

"  And  in  the  dust  was  laid; 
"  But  thence  1  mounted  to  my  throne, 

"  And  glory  crowns  my  head. 
4  "  That  throne,  that  glory,  you  shall  share  : 

"  My  hands  the  crown  shall  give  : 
"  And  you  the  sparkling  honours  wear, 

"  While  God  himself  shall  live." 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  119 

5  Lord,  'tis  enough  ;  our  souls  are  fir'd 
With  courage  and  with  love  : 
Vain  are  th'  assaults  of  earth  and  hell, 
Our  hopes  are  fix'd  above.] 

CLVIII.  (8's.) 

King  °f  Righteous  nest  and  Feace. 

1  4  LL  glory  to  God  in  the  sky, 

A  And  peace  upon  earth  be  restor'd 
O  Jesus  exalted  on  high, 

Appear  our  omnipotent  Lord  ! 
Who  meanly  in  Bethlehem  born, 

Did  stoop  to  redeem  a  lost  race, 
Once  more  to  thy  creatures  return, 

And  reign  in  thy  kingdom  of  grace. 

2  When  thou  in  our  flesh  didst  appi.ar, 

All  nature  acknowledg'd  thy  birth : 
Arose  the  acceptable  year, 

And  heav'n  was  open'd  on  earth  : 
Receiving  its  Lord  from  above, 

The  world  was  united  to  bless 
The  Giver  of  concord  and  love. 

The  Prince  and  the  Author  of  Peace, 

3  O  wouldst  thou  again  be  made  known, 

Again  in  the  Spirit  descend, 
And  set  up  in  each  of  thine  own 

A  kingdom  that  never  shall  end. 
Thou  only  art  able  to  bless, 

And  make  the  glad  nations  obey, 
And  bid  the  dire  enmity  cease, 

And  bow  the  whole  world  to  thy  sway 

4  Come  then  to  thy  servants  again, 

Who  long  thy  appearance  to  know  ; 
Thy  quiet  and  peaceable  reign 

In  mercy  establish  below  ! 
All  sorrow  before  thee  shall  fly, 

And  anger  and  hatred  be  o'er, 
And  envy  and  malice  shall  die, 

And  discord  afflict  us  no  more. 

5  No  horrid  alarum  of  war 

Shall  break  our  eternal  repose ; 


120  THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST. 

No  sound  of  the  trumpet  is  there, 
Where  Jesus's  Spirit  o'erflows  : 

Appeas'd  by  the  charms  of  thy  grace 
We  all  shall  in  amity  join, 

A.nd  kindly  each  other  embrace, 
And  love  with  a  passion  like  thine, 

CLIX.  (P.  M.) 

The  Lamb  of  God  praised. 

1  J  TAIL  to  the  Lamb  !  that  in  triumph  ad 
Jl        vances ; 

Honour'd  and  bless'd  be  his  ever  dear  name 

Long  may  the  church  with  his  banner  that 

glances,  [fame  : 

Flourish,  and  send  forth  the   sound    of  his 

Heav'n  send  it  happy  dew, 

Grace  lend  it  sap  anew, 
Gailv  to  verge  on,  and  broadly  to  grow, 

While  ev'ry  tongue  and  pen 

Send  back  the  shout  again, 
Glory  to  Jesus,  glory  is  due  ! 

2  Ours  is  no  slim  sapling,  chance  by  the  fouiv 

tain, 
Blooming  in  spring,  and  in  winter  to  fade  ; 
When   winds   ev'ry   leaf  have  clean  stript 
from  the  mountain,  [shade. 

The  more  shall  we  brethren,  exult  in  our 
Moor'd  in  the  tried  Rock, 
Proof  to  the  tempest's  shock, 
The  deeper  to  root,  the  ruder  it  blows; 
Angels  and  brethren  then, 
Sound  forth  his  praise  again ! 
Glory  to  Jesus,  glory  is  due  ! 
Rouse,  Christians,  rouse,  and  remember  your 
station ;  [Lord  : 

Stretch  to  your  oars*  for  the  cause  of  your 
O  that  the  people  composing  this  nation, 
Were   like  to   rich   olives  surrounding  his 
board  : 
C)  that  our  seedling  gem 
Worthy  such  noble  stem,  [grow  : 

Honour'd  aiil  bless'd  in  his  shadow  might 


THE  GLORIES  OF  CHRIST.  121 

Loud  should  his  praises  then 
Sound  forth  from  babes  and  men, 
Glory  to  Jesus,  glory  is  due  ! 
Hail  the  bright  prospect  that  rises  to  vision  ! 
Jesus  the  Lamb  is  gaining  in  conquest : 
Banners  of  love  lead  in  every  division, 
And  nation  on  nation  proclaims   him    the 
bless'd. 
May  glory  in  the  East, 
Soon  fill  the  distant  West, 
Then  brightly  to  shine  and  eternally  to  reign: 
Churches  in  union  then 
Shall  shout  the  loud  Amen, 
Glory  to  Jesus,  glory  is  due  ! 

CLX.  (P.  M.)  Middletown. 

Christ"**  Ascension  and  Intercession. 

1  TTAIL,  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 
Jtl  Ravish'd  from  our  wishful  eyes, 
Christ  awhile  to  mortals  giv'n 
Reascends  his  native  heav'n  : 
There  the  pompous  triumph  waits, 
Lift  your  heads  ye  'ternal  gates 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in, 

2  Him,  tho'  highest  heav'n  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own  . 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads; 
Next  himself  prepares  our  place. 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

3  Master  (may  we  ever  say,) 
Taken  from  our  head  to-day, 
See  thy  faithful  servants,  see, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  ! 

Grant,  tho'  parted  from  our  sight, 
High  above  yon  azure  height, 
Grant  our  hearts  may  thither  rise. 
Foil' wing  thee  beyond  the  skies. 


122  MISSIONS. 

4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
Looking  when  our  Loid  shall  come  ; 
Longing,  gasping,  after  home  : 
There  we  shall  with  thee  remain, 
Partners  of  thine  endless  reign  ; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  see, 
Find  our  heav'n  of  heav'ns  in  thee. 


MISSIONS 

J-  OF  TH1 
GLORY. 


THE  DAWNING  OF  THE  LATTER  DA t 


CLXI.  (C.  M.)  Double. 

The  Universal  Spread  of  the  Gosjtel. 

1  JT1HAT  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh, 

1_    When  Zion's  light  shall  come  ; 
She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high, 

Bright  as  the  rising  sun  : 
The  north  and  south  their  sons  resign, 

And  earth's  foundations  bend, 
When,  like  a  bride,  Jerusalem, 

All  glorious  shall  descend. 

2  The  king  who  wears  that  glorious  crown, 

The  azure  flaming  bow, 
The  holy  city  shall  bring  down, 

To  bless  the  church  below  : 
When  Zion's  bleeding,  conquering  King, 

Shall  sin  and  death  destroy, 
The  morning  stars  will  t'gether  sing, 

And  Zion  shout  for  joy. 

3  This  holy,  bright,  musician  band, 

Who  hold  the  harps  of  God, 


MISSIONS.  123 

On  Zion's  holy  mountain  stand, 
In  garments  ting'd  with  blood  ;* 

Descending  with  most  melting  strains, 
Jehovah  they'll  adore  ; 

Such  shouts  tliro'  earth's  extensive  plains, 
Were  never  heard  before. 

4  Let  Satan  rage,  and  boast  no  more, 

Nor  think  his  reign  is  long  ; 
Though  saints  are  feeble,  weak  and  poor, 

Their  great  Redeemer  's  strong  ; 
He  is  their  shield  and  hiding  place, 

A  covert  from  the  wind  ; 
A  stream  of  life,  from  Christ,  the  rock, 

Runs  through  this  weary  land. 

5  This  crystal  stream  runs  down  from  heav  n 

It  issues  from  the  throne  ; 
The  sons  of  strife  away  are  driv'n, 

The  church  becomes  but  one  ; 
This  peaceful  union  she  shall  know, 

And  live  upon  his  love, 
And  sing,  and  shout  his  name  below, 

As  angels  do  above. 

6  A  thousand  years  shall  roll  around : 

The  church  shall  be  complete, 
Call'd  by  the  glorious  trumpet's  sound, 

Their  Saviour  they  shall  meet ; 
They'll  rise  with  joy,  and  mount  on  high, 

They'll  fly  to  Jesus'  arms ; 
And  gaze  with  wonder  and  delight, 

On  their  beloved's  charms. 

7  Like  apples  fair,  his  beauties  are, 

To  feed  and  cheer  the  mind  ; 
No  earthly  fruit  doth  so  recruit, 

Nor  flagons  fiil'd  with  wine  ; 
Their  troubles  o'er  they'll  grieve  no  morej 

But  sing  in  strains  of  joy  ; 
In  raptures  sweet,  and  bliss  complete, 

They'll  feast  and  never  cloy. 


124  MISSIONS. 

CLXII.   (8,  7,  4.) 

Desu  ing  the  Coining  of  the  Kingdom  ofChrut, 

1  fV^R  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
\j  Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze; 
All  the  promises  do  travel 

With  a  glorious  day  of  grace ; 
Blessed  Jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn  ! 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  Negro, 

Let  the  rude  barbarian  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest, 

Once  obtain'd  on  Calvary  ; 
Let  the  Gospel 
Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light, 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  tne  morning  chase  the  night, 
And  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 
[4  May  the  glorious  day  approaching 
On  the  grossest  darkness  dawn, 
And  the  everlasting  Gospel 
Spread  abroad  thy  holy  name, 
All  the  borders 
Of  the  great  Immanuel's  land.] 
5  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  Gospel, 
Win  and  conquer,  never  cease ; 
May  thy  lasting  wide  dominions 
Multiply  and  still  increase  ; 
Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 

CLXIII.  (11,  8.) 

The  Star  in  the  East  anew. 

I   C<  EE  !  see  in  the  east  a  new  glory  ascend^ 
©   And  pours  its  effulgence  afar  ;         [ends 
It  glides  on  sublime,  and  earth's  uttermost 
Acknowledge  Immanuel's  star. 


MISSIONS.  125 

2  O'er  the  "Jew  trodden  down,'  as  fhe  pro- 

phet's foretold, 
It  travels  >vith  lustre  serene  ; 
While  heathens  transform'd  as  intent  they 

behold, 
Are  singing,  'The  star  we  have  seen.' 

3  Hark  !  from  yonder  bold  hills  how  the  Sy- 

rians shout, 
While  Comoron .echoes  the  lay  *. 
The  German  and  Dane  spread  the  tidings 
And  jubilees  welcome  the  day.         [about, 

4  From  the  martyr'd  Abdallah  see  Sabet  retire, 

Arabian  darkness' he  fears  ! 
Love  and  zeal  for  a  Saviour  his  bosom  inspire, 
And  the  Christian  translator  appears. 

5  And  still,  see  the  day. star  its  journey  pursue, 

Even  Brahmans  pronounce  it  divine; 

Jehovah  incarnate  shall  multitudes  view, 

And  scatter  their  gifts  at  his  shrine. 

6  Ye  Herods,  in  vain  do  you  menace  and  rage, 

And  vain  is  hell's  horrible  roar ; 
Time,  meeting   with   Prophecy,  opens  her 
And  bids  all  the  nations  adore.  [page, 

T  Roll  on,  blessed  Star,  fill  the  world  with  thy 

,    light,  *:  '  •     ;  ' 

The  saints  are  expecting  thy  rays  ; 
Bid  the  latter-day  morning   ascend   in  its 
might, 
And  shine  on  our  incense  of  praise. 

CLXIV.  (ll's.) 

The  Glorious  Effects  of  the  Gospel. 

I  T^ROM  realms  where  the  day    her  first 
J?  dawning  extends, 

The  Sun  of  the  Gospel  in  glory  ascends; 
Ye  forests  attend,  while  your  children  com- 
bine, 
In  accents  unusual,  in  transports  divine. 


126  MISSIONS. 

2  Involv'd  in  uncertainty,  darkness  and  death, 
The  clouds  of  destruction   hung  over  oui 

path, 
Till  yon  rising  splendor  illumin'd  our  way, 
And  pointed  our  steps  to  the  regions  of  day. 

3  A  council  on  high  has  been  had  to  enquire. 
For  the  help  of  mankind — and  peace  kindled 

the  fire ; 
Provision    was   made   for   the  nations  dis- 

tress'd, 
And  with  the  rich  treasure,  all  lands  shall  be 

bless'd. 

4  The  chain  of  salvation  let  down  from  above, 
Cemented  by  justice,  and  brighten'd  by  love, 
The  safety  of  hope  and  the  channel  of  grace 
Joins  heaven  and   earth  in  its  mighty  em- 

biace. 

5  On  high,  see  our  Jesus,  the  penitent's  friend, 
With  banners  of  mercy  compassionate  bend; 
Entreating  the  wretched,  rebellious  and  vile, 
From  ruin  to  flee,  and  repose  in  his  smile. 

6  The  Prince  of  Salvation  is  coming — prepare 
A  way  in  the  desert  his  blessings  to  share  ; 
He  comes  to  release  us  from  sin  and  from 

woes,  [rose. 

And  bids  the  rude  wilderness  bloom  like  the 

7  His  reign  shall  extend  from  the  east  to  the 

west, 
Composing  the  tumults  of  nature  to  rest ; 
The  day-spring  of  glory  illumine  the  skies, 
And  ages  on  ages  of  happiness  rise. 

8  The  brute-hearted  temper  of  man  shall  grow 

tame,  [lamb, 

The  wolf  and  the  lion  lie  down  with  the 
The  bear  with  the  kine  shall  contentedly 

feed,  [lead. 

WhiU  children  the'.r  young  ones  in  harmony 


MISSIONS.  127 

The  serpentile  race  shall  seek   venom  in 

vain  ; 
The  rattle-snake,  harmless,   shall  bask  on 

the  plain  ; 
The  infant  shall  play  on  the  hole  of  the  asp, 
And   smile  in  the  folds   of  the   cockatrice 

grasp. 

10  No  mbre  shall  the  sound  of  the  war-whoop 

be  heard, 
The  ambush  and   slaughter   no   longer  be 

fear'd  ; 
The  tomahawk,  buried,  shall   rest  in  the 

ground  ; 
And    peace  and  good-will   to   the   nations 

abound. 

11  All  spirit  of  war  to  the  Gospel  shall  bow  ; 
The  bow  lie  unstrung   at  the  foot  of  the 

plough  ; 
To  prune  the  young  orchard  the  spear  shall 

be  bent, 
And  love  greet  the  world  with  a  smile  oi 

content. 

12  Slight  tinctures  of  skin  shall  no  longer  en- 

gage. 
The  fervour  of  jealousy,  murder  and  rage ; 
The  white  and  the  red  shall  in  friendship  be 

join'd, 
Wide  spreading  benevolence  over  mankind. 

13  Hail  !  scene  of  felicity,  transport  and  joy, 
When  sin  and  vexation  shall  cease  to  annoy  ; 
Rich  blessings  of  grace  from  above  shall  be 

given, 
And  life  only  serve  as  a  passage  to  heaven. 

14  Roll  forward,  dear  Saviour,  roll  forward  the 

day, 
When  all  shall  submit   and  rejoice  in  thy 

sway  ; 
When  white  men,  and   Indians,  united  in 

praise, 
One  vast  hallelujah,  triumphant  shall  raise. 


128  MISSIONS. 

CLXV.  (P.M.) 

Praise  for  the  success  oft/ie  Gospel. 

1  A  LL  thanks  be  to  God, 
JtL  Who  scatters  abroad, 
Throughout  ev'ry  place,  [grace* 

By  the  least  of  his  servants,  the  .savour  ol 

2  Who  th'  victory  gave, 
The  praise  let  him  have, 
For  th'  work  he  hath  done — 

All  honour  and  glory  to  Jesus  aione. 

3  Our  conquering  Lord, 
Hath  prosper'd  his  word 
Hath  made  it  prevail, 

And  mightily  shaken  the  kingdom  of  hell. 

4  His  arm  he  hath  bar'd 
And  people  prepar'd 
His  glory  to  show, 

And  witness  the  povv'r  of  his  passion  below. 

5  He  hath  open'd  a  door, 
To  th'  penitent  poor, 
And  rescu'd  from  sin, 

And  admitted  the  harlots  and  publicans  in. 

6  They  heard  the  glad  sound, 
And  liberty  found, 

Through  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 
And  plentiful  pardon  in  Jesus's  name. 

7  Th'  opposers  admire, 
The  hammer  and  fire, 

Which  all  things  o'ercome,        [consume. 
And  all  the  hard  rocks  and  the  mountains 

8  With  cjuiet  amaze, 
They  listen  and  gaze, 

Their  weapons  resign,  [vine. 

Constrain'd  to  acknowledge  the  work  is  di 

9  And  shall  we  not  sing 
Our  Saviour  and  King? 
The  witnesses,  we 

With  rapture  ascribe  our  salvation  to  thee, 


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10  Thou,  Jesus,  hast  bless'd, 
And  believer's  increas'd  : 
Who  thankfully  own 

We're  freely  forgiven  through  mercy  alone. 

11  Thy  Spirit  revives 
His  work  in  our  lives, 
His  wonders  of  grace — 

So  mightily  wrought  in  the  primitive  days. 

12  Would,  all  men  might  know 
His  tokens  below, 

Our  Saviour  confess : 
And  embrace  the  glad  tidings  of  pardon  and 
peace  ! 

13  Thou  Saviour  of  all, 
Effectually  call 

The  sinners  that  stray — 
And  O  let  a  nation  be  born  in  a  day  ! 

14  Thy  signs  let  them  see, 
And  flow  unto  thee, 

For  th'  oil  and  the  wine — 
For  th'  blessed  assurance  of  favour  divine. 

15  Our  heathenish  land, 
Beneath  thy  command, 
In  mercy  receive, 

And  make  us  a  pattern  to  all  that  believe. 
t.6    Then,  then,  let  it  spread 
Thy  knowledge  and  dread, 
Till  th'  earth  is  o'erflow'd, 
And  the  universe  fill'd  with  the  fulness  cA 
God. 

CLXVI.  (L.  M.) 

The  Gospel  Spreads  and  Babylon  Falls. 

1  "pROUD  Babylon  yet  waits  her  doom, 
JL     Nor  can  her  tott'ring  palace  fall, 
Till  some  blest  messenger  .arise, 

The  spacious  heathen  world  to  call. 

2  And  see  the  glorious  time  approach  ! 

Behold  the  mightv  Angel  fly, 
f  2 


130  MISSIONS. 

The  Gospel  tidings  to  convey 
To  ev'ry  hind  beneath  the  sky  ! 

3  O  see,  on  both  the  Indies'  coast, 

And  Africa's  unhappy  shore, 
The  untaught  savage  press  to  hear  ; 
\\k\,  hearing,  wonder  and  adore. 

4  The  Islands,  waiting  for  his  law, 

With  rapture  greet  the  sacred  sound  ; 
And,  taught  the  Saviour's  precious  name, 
Cast  all  their  idols  to  the  ground. 

5  Now,  Babylon,  thy  hour  is  come, 

Thy  curs'd  foundation  shall  give  way, 
And  thine  eternal  overthrow 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  display. 

CLXVII.  (L.  M.) 

And  they  went  and  Preached  every  -where. 

1  |^1  (),  Missionaries,  and  proclaim 

vST  The  kind  Redeemer  you  have  found 
Publish  his  ever-precious  name 
To  all  the  wond'ring  nations  round. 

2  Go,  tell  th'  unletter'd  wretched  slave, 
Who  groans  beneath  a  tyrant's  rod. 
You  bring  a  freedom  bought  with  blood, 
The  blood  of  an  incarnate  God. 

3  And  tell  the  panting  sable  Chief, 
On  Ethiopia's  scorching  sand, 

You  come  with  a  refreshing  stream, 
To  cheer  and  bless  his  thirsty  land. 

4  Go,  tell  on  India's  golden  shores, 
The  Ganges,  Tibet,  and  Boutan, 
That  to  enrich  their  deathless  mind 
You  come — the  friends  of  God  and  man. 

5  Tell  all  the  distant  Isles  afar 
That  lie  in  darkness  and  the  grave, 
You  have  the  glorious  light  to  shoto, 
Jesus  has  come  to  seek  and  save. 

6  Say,  the  religion  you  profess 
Is  all  benevolence  and  love  ; 


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And,  crown'd  with  energy  divine, 
Its  heav'nly  origin  will  prove. 

CLXVIII.  (L.  M.) 

T/ie  Gospel  as  the  Power  of  God  desired. 

1  QOV'REIGN  of  worlds  display  thy  pow'r, 
O   Be  this  thy  Zion's  favour'd  hour ; 

Bid  the  bright  morning  star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  At'ric's  shore,  on  India's  plains  ; 
On  wilds  and  continents  unknown, 
And  claim  the  nations  for  thy  own. 

3  Speak,  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice  : 
Speak,  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice  : 
Scatter  the  shades  of  moral  night, 

And  put  vain  idols  all  to  flight 

CLXIX.  (L.  M.) 

Thy  Kingdom  Come. 

1  A  SCEND  thy  throne,  Almighty  King, 
XjL  And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad  ; 
Let  thine  own  arm  salvation  bring, 

And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat — 

.    Let  humble  mourners  seek  thy  face  ; 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdu'd  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

3  O  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord  ; 
Let  saints  ana  angels  praise  thy  name — 
Be  thou  through  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd, 

CLXX.  (L.  M.) 

Universal  Empire  Desired. 

1  FTIO  distant  lands  thy  Gospel  send, 
JL    And  thus  thy  empire  wide  extend  : 
To  Gentile,  Turk,  and  stubborn  Jew, 
Thou  King  of  Grace  !  salvation  shew* 


132  MISSIONS. 

2  Where'er  thy  sun  or  light  arise, 
Thy  name,  O  God  !  immortalize  : 
May  nations  yet  unborn  confess 
Thy  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  righteousness. 

CLXXI.  (8's.) 

The  Missionary'1*  Farewell. 

1  Xj^AREWELL,  my  brethren  in  the  Loru\ 
MS    The  Gospel  sounds  a  Jubilee  ; 

M>  stammering  tongue  shall  sound  aloud, 

From  land  to  land,  from  sea  to  sea  : 
And  as  I  preach  from  place  to  place, 
I'll  trust  alone  in  God's  free  grace. 

2  Farewell,  in  bonds  and  union  dear, 

Like  strings  you  twine  about  my  heart, 
I  humbly  beg  your  earnest  pray'r, 

Till  we  shall  meet  no  more  to  part : 
Till  we  shall  meet,  in  worlds  above, 
Encircled  in  eternal  love. 

3  Farewell,  my  earthly  friends  below, 

Though  all  so  kind  and  dear  to  me  : 
My  Jesus  calls,  and  I  must  go 

To  sound  the  Gospel-jubilee  : 
To  sound  the  joys,  and  bear  the  news, 
To  Gentile  worlds,  and  royal  Jews. 

4  Farewell  young  people,  one  and  all — 

While    God  shall  grant    me    breath    t« 
breathe, 
I'll  pray  to  the  eternal  All 

'1  hat  your  dear  souls  in  Christ  may  live  : 
That  your  dear  souls  prepar'd  may  be 
To  reign  in  bliss  eternally. 

5  Farewell,  ye  ancients  of  this  place, 

Your  race  in  life  is  almost  run  ; 
But  if  your  souls  are  void  of  grace, 

Your  sorrows  are  but  just  begun  : 
Your  grey  hairs,  without  grace  to  save, 
Will  come  with  sorrow  to  the  grave. 

6  Farewell  to  all  below  the  sun  ; 

And  as  I  nass  in  tears  below 


missions.  133 

The  path  is  straight,  my  feet  sha/1  run, 
And  God  shall  keep  me  as  I  go  : 

And  God  will  keep  me  in  his  hand, 

And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 
7  Farewell,  farewell.  I  look  above  : 
Jesus,  my  friend,  to  thee  I  call — 

My  joy,  my  crown,  my  only  love, 
My  safeguard,  and  my  heav'nly  all : 

My  song  to  sing,  my  preaching  theme» 

My  only  hope  till  death — amen. 

CLXXII.  (6,5.) 

The  tame. 

I   /~\  NOW,  my  dear  brethren, 
\_w  I  bid  you  farewell, 
I'm  going  to  travel 

To  preach  the  gospel : 
I'm  going  to  travel 

The  wilderness  through, 
Therefore  my  dear  brethren, 

I  bid  you  adieu. 
1   To  think  of  our  parting, 

Now  makes  my  heart  grieve, 
Though  well  I  do  love  you, 

Yet  you  I  must  leave  ; 
My  Jesus  commands  me, 

And  I  must  obey, 
Therefore  my  dear  brethren, 

Don't  grieve  after  me. 

3  May  heaven  protect  you 

Be  Jesus  your  guide, 
On  the  walls  of  Mount  Zion, 

May  you  all  abide : 
And  though  we  live  distant, 

Nor  see  either  more, 
On  the  banks  of  cold  Jordan, 

May  we  meet  once  more. 

4  There,  ample  the  country, 

The  trees  ever  green, 

The  parting  of  brethren, 

No  more  to  be  seen  : 


134  MISSIONS. 

No  trouble  nor  sorrow 

Shall  enter  the  place, 
And  there  we  shall  join  in 

A  song  of  free  grace. 
!   Adieu  !  to  affliction, 

To  trial  and  pain, 
I'm  going  to  Jesus, 

Forever  to  reign  ; 
I'm  going  to  Jesus, 

'Tis  him  I  adore  ! 
With  saints  and  bright  angels, 

To  dwell  evermore. 


CLXXIII.   (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

A  Minister  subject  to  the  greatest  anxiety  orjmf. 

WHAT  contradictions  meet 
In  ministers'  employ  ! 
It  is  a  bitter  sweet, 

A  sorrow  full  of  joy. 
No  other  post  affords  a  place 
For  equal  honour  or  disgrace. 
Who  can  desciibe  the  pain 

Which  faithful  preachers  feel, 
Constraint  to  speak  in  vain, 

To  hearts  as  hard  as  steel  ? 
Or' who  can  tell  the  pleasures  felt, 
When  stubborn  hearts  begin  to  melt. 
The  Saviour's  dying  love, 

The  soul's  amazing  worth, 
Their  utmost  efforts  move, 

And  draw  their  bowels  forth  ; 
They  pray  and  strive,  their  rest  departs, 
Till  Christ  be  form'd  in  sinners'  hearts. 
If  some  small  hope  appear, 

They  still  are  not  content ; 
Hut,  with  a  jealous  fear, 

They  watch'd  for  the  event : 
Too  oft  they  find  their  hopes  deccivM, 
Then  how  their  inmost  souls  are  grie\  'd  • 


MISSIONS.  135 

5  But  when  their  pains  succeed, 

And  from  the  tender  blade 
The  rip'ning  ears  proceed, 

Their  toils  are  overpaid  : 
No  harvest  joy  can  equal  theirs, 
To  find  the  fruit  of  all  their  cares. 

6  On  what  has  now  been  sown, 

Thy  blessing.  Lord,  bestow  ; 
The  pow'r  is  thine  alone, 

To  make  it  spring  and  grow  : 
Do  thou  the  gracious  harvest  raise, 
And  thou  alone  shalt  have  the  praise. 

CLXXIV.  (C.  M.) 

A  Minister  leaving  his  People. 

1  "IJinrHEN  Paul  was  parted  from  his  fuend\ 

?  ?     It  was  a  weeping  day  ; 
But  Jesus  made  them  all  amends, 
And  wip'd  their  tears  away. 

2  In  heav'n  they  met  again  with  joy 

(Secure  no  more  to  part) 
Where  praises  every  tongue  employ, 
And  pleasure  fills  each  heart. 

3  Thus  all  the  preachers  of  his  grace 

Their  children  soon  shall  meet ; 
Together  see  their  Saviour's  face, 
And  worship  at  his  feet. 

4  But  they  who  heard  the  word  in  vain, 

Though  oft  and  plainly  warn'd, 
Will  tremble  when  they  meet  again 
The  ministers  they  scorn'd. 

5  On  your  own  head  your  blood  will  fall, 

If  any  perish  here  ; 
The  preachers,  who  have  told  you  all, 
Shall  stand  approv'd  and  clear. 

6  Yet,  Lord,  to  save  themselves  alone, 

Is  not  their  utmost  view  ; 
O  !  hear  their  pray'r,  thy  message  own, 
And  save  their  hearers  too. 


136  MISSIONS. 

CLXXV.  (C.  M.) 

The  Latter  Day  Glory. 

1  T>  EJOICE,  ye  nations  of  the  world, 
JL%i  And  hail  the  happy  day, 

When  Satan's  kingdom  downward  hurl'd, 
Shall  perish  with  dismay. 

2  Rejoice,  ye  heathens  \  wood  and  stone 

Shall  form  your  gods  no  more  ; 
Jehovah  ye  shall  trust  alone, 
And  him  alone  adore. 

3  Christians,  rejoice  each  party  name  ; 

Each  different  sect  shall  cease  : 
Your  error,  grief,  and  wrath,  and  shame, 
Shall  yield  to  truth  and  peace. 

4  Ye  sons  of  peace,  the  triumph  share ; 

Trumpets  no  more  shall  sound  ; 
The  murd'rous  sword,  the  bloody  spear, 
Shall  fertilize  the  ground. 

5  Bright  o'er  the  mountains  may  we  see 

This  blessed  morning  ray  ; 
And  glorious  may  its  splendour  be 
E'en  to  the  perfect  day  ! 

CLXXVI.  (L.  M.) 

Universal  Empire  expected. 

1  T7*  XERT  thy  pow'r,  thy  rights  maintain, 
juA   Insulted,  everlasting  King  ! 

The  influence  of  thy  crown  increase, 
And  strangers  to  thy  footstool  bring. 

2  We  long  to  see  that  happy  time, 

That  dear,  expected,  blessed  day, 
When  countless  myriads  of  our  race 
The  second  Adam  shall  obey. 

3  The  prophecies  must  be  fulfill'd, 

Tho'  earth  and  hell  should  dare  oppose* 
The  stone  cut  from  the  mountain's  side, 
Tho' unobserv'd,  to  empire  grows. 

4  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 

Immanuel's  kingdom  shall  extend  : 


MISSIONS.  137 

And  ev'ry  man,  in  ev'ry  face, 
Shall  meet  a  brother  and  a  friend. 

CLXXVII.  (L.  M.) 

For  the  Concert  Prayer-Meeting. 

1  nnHY  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word, 

R.    And  wait  the  smilings  of  thy  face, 
Assemble  round  thy  mercy-seat, 
And  plead  the  promise  of  thy  grace. 

2  We  consecrate  these  hours  to  thee, 

Thy  sov'reign  mercy  to  intreat; 
And  feel  some  animating  hope, 

We  shall  divine  acceptance  meet 

3  Hast  thou  not  sworn  to  give  thy  Son, 

To  be  a  light  to  gentile  lands ; 
To  open  the  benighted  eye, 

And  loose  the  wretched  pris'ner's  bands  ? 

4  Now  let  the  happy  time  appear. 

The  time  to  favour  Sion  come  ; 
Send  forth  thy  heralds  far  and  near, 
To  call  thy  banish'd  children  home. 

CLXXVIII.  (L.  M.) 

The  Prospect  of  Missionary  Success. 

1  "O  EHOLD  th'  expected  time  draws  near, 
J3  The  shades  disperse,  the  dawn  appear. 
The  barren  wilderness  assume 

The  beauteous  tints  of  Eden's  bloom. 

2  Events,  which  prophecies  conspire 
To  raise  our  faith,  our  zeal  to  fire  : 
The  rip'ning  fields,  already  white, 
Present  an  harvest  to  our  sight. 

3  The  untaught  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow  ; 
The  exil'd  slave  waits  to  receive 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

4  From  eastern  to  the  western  skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  his  name  shall  rise  ; 
And  lyre,  and  Egypt,  Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sov'reign  grace  b^*  form'd  anew. 


438  missions. 

CLXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

More  Labourers  Wanted. 

1  T  OKD,  when  we  cast  our  eyes  abroad, 
JLi  And  see  on  heathen  altars  slain, 
Poor  helpless  babes  for  sacrifice, 

To  purge  their  parents'  dismal  stain; 

2  We  can't  behold  such  horrid  deeds 

Without  a  groan  of  ardent  pray'r  ; 
And  while  each  heart  in  anguish  bleeds, 
We  cry,  Lord,  send  thy  gospel  there. 

3  For  them  we  pray,  for  them  we  wait, 

To  them  thy  great  salvation  show  ; 
Thy  harvest,  Lord,  is  truly  great, 
But  faithful  labourers  are  few. 

4  ()  send  out  preachers,  gracious  Lord, 

Amung  the  dark,  bewilder'd  race  : 
Open  their  eyes,  and  bless  thy  word, 
And  call  them  by  thy  sov'reign  grace. 

CLXXX.  (C.  M.) 

A  Prayer  for  Mitsionarie*. 

1  T  OKD,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
JLi  Arm'd  with  thy  Spirit's  pow'r  : 
Ten  thousand  shall  confess  its  sway, 

And  bless  the  saving  hour. 

2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 

The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 
With  sudden  greens  and  fruits  array'd, 
A  blooming  paradise. 

3  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait — those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold  : 
Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars,  and  bring 
This  promis'd  age  of  gold  ! 

4  Amen,  with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

Unnumber'd  myriads  cry  : 
Amen,  with  joy  divine,  let  heav'n's 
Unnumber'd  choirs  reply. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  139 

Warning  and  Invitation. 


-    CLXXXI.  (P.M.) 

Thirsty  Souls  invited  to  the  Waters  of  Lift, 

SEE  the  fountain  open'd  wide, 
That  from  pollution  frees  us, 
Flowing  from  the  precious  side 

Of  our  Immanuel  Jesus. 
Chorus. 

Ho  every  one  that  thirsteth, 
Come  ye  to  the  waters, 

Freely  drink  and  quench  your  thii-st. 
With  Zion's  sons  and  daughters. 
Sinners,  hear  your  Saviour's  call, 

Consider  what  you're  doing, 
Jesus  Christ  can  cleanse  you  all, 

Will  you  not  come  unto  him  ? 
Dying  sinners  come  and  try — 

These  waters  will  relieve  you  : 
Without  money  come  and  buy, 

For  Christ  will  freely  give  you. 
He  who  drinks  shall  never  die  ; 

These  waters  fail  him  never  : 
Sinners  come  and  now  apply, 

And  drink  and  live  for  ever  ! 
Weeping  Mary  full  of  grief 

Applied  for  these  waters  : 
Jesus  gave  her  full  relief 

With  Zion's  sons  and  daughters 
See  the  woman  at  the  well 

Disputing  with  the  Saviour  ; 
Soon  she  found  that  he  could  tell 

Her  all  her  past  behaviour. 
When  she  ask'd  and  when  she  got 

A  drink,  her  heart  was  flaming  - 


140  WARNING  AND   INVITATION. 

She  forgot  her  water-pot, 
/\nd  ran  to  town  proclaiming. 

8  The  Thief  had  only  time  to  think, 

And  tell  his  doleful  story  ; 
Jesus  gave  him  leave  to  drink — 
He  drank,  and  fled  to  glory  ! 

9  Christians,  you  can  fully  tell 

The  virtues  of  these  waters  : 
You  were  once  the  heirs  of  hell, 
But  now  you're  sons  and  daughters  ! 

CLXXXII.  (10's.) 

/  AM  hath  tent  me  to  you. 

1  flOME.  sinners  attend,  and  make  no  delay, 
\J  Good  news  from  a  friend  I  bring  you  to- 
day ; 

Good  news  of  salvation  come  now  and  re- 
ceive, [licve. 
There  's  no  condemnation  to  them  that  be- 

2  I  am  that  1  am  hath  sent  me  to  you, 

Good  news  to  proclaim,  your  foes  to  subdue; 
To  you,  C)  distressed,  afflicted,  forlorn, 
Whose  sins  are  increased,  and   cannot  be 

borne. 
'*.  But  still  if  you  cry,  O  what  is  his  name  ? 
This  is  the  reply,  1  am  that  I  am, 
His  name,  tho'  mysterious,  can  fully  supply 
Their  icauts,  howe'er  various,  who  unto  him 

fly. 

4  Exhaustless  and  full,  forever  his  store, 
Then  look  no  more  dull,  tho'  ever  so  poor : 
Tho*  blind,  lame  and  feeble,  and  helpless  you 

lie, 
He 's  wiUing  and  able  your  wants  to  supply. 

5  Then  only  believe,  and  trust  in  his  name, 
He  will  not  deceive  nor  put  you  to  shame  ; 
But  fully  supply  you  with  all  things  in  store. 
Nor  will  he  deny  you  because  you  are  poor. 


•WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  14J 

CLXXXIII.  (9,  8.) 

Conversions  of  Sinners  supernatural. 

X  \M'Y  soul  forever  stand  and  wonder, 
iTjL  To  hear  the  word  of  God  display'd, 
To  hear  that  heart  affecting  thunder, 

And  sinners  be  no  more  dismay'd  ; 
To  hear  the  minister  a  preaching 

Both  far  and  near,  both  night  and  day, 
Poor  careless  sinners  they're  beseeching, 

To  turn  to  God,  thro'  Christ  the  way. 
2  But  could  they  preach  to  melt  the  heavens, 

Or  to  dissolve  them  from  above, 
They  never  had  the  pow'r  given, 

To  melt  a  stony  heart  to  iove. 
But  now  you  have  a  gospel  morning, 

And  now  your  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
And  God  hath  giv'n  sufficient  warning, 

O  sinners,  will  you  now  return  ? 
%  See  here  is  mercy  to  reprieve  you, 

O  see  how  pity  rolls  along  ! 
And  purple  gore  enough  to  heal  you, 

Shed  for  the  bless'd,  redeemed  throng. 
Christ  was  exposed  to  the  weather, 

To  darkness,  horror,  grief,  and  pain, 
While  blood  and  pardon,  both  together, 

Flow'd  flush  from  ev'ry  bleeding  vein. 

4  The  hottest  heil  shall  be  the  portion, 

Of  those  who  slight  such  tenderness, 
Who  turn  their  backs  upon  the  ocean 

Of  Jesus'  overflowing  grace. 
How  can  you  strive  against  the  tender 

Rolling  bowels  of  the  Lord, 
And  to  the  voice  of  hell  surrender, 

To  perish  in  its  vile  reward. 

5  Come  turn  unto  the  wounded  Saviour, 

And  humbly  there  your  guilt  confess ; 
He'll  own  your  worthless  names  forever, 

And  clothe  you  in  his  righteousness  : 
O  Christians,  Christians,  love  the  Saviour, 

And  lay  his  honour  near  your  soul ; 


142  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

He  's  made  your  peace  with  God  forevei, 
He  makes  the  broken  hearted  whole. 


CLXXXIV.  (ll's.) 

The  Fountain  opened  for  Sin, 

1  TN  th'  house  of  King  David,  a  fountain  did 
JL         spring, 

For  sin  and  uncleanness,  from  Jesus  my  king: 
This  fountain  proves  healing  when  ever  ap- 

ply'd, 
It  sprang  from  the  bowels  of  Christ  when  he 

dy'd. 

2  If  you  are  polluted,  this  water  makes  clean, 
This  blood  it  will  pardon  and  free  from  all 

sin,  [ply, 

And  Christ,  the  physician,  hath  balm  to  ap- 
A  balsam  for  healing,  come  venture  and  try. 

3  If  you  are  o'erburden'd  with  mountains  ol 

guilt, 
Come  bathe  in  this  fountain,  for  sinners  'twas 

spilt ; 
Here 's  peace  for  your  conscience  your  guilt 

to  remove, 
And  rivers  of  love  your  affection  to  soothe. 

4  If  you  are  distress'd,  and  weary  of  sin, 
This  fountain  stands  open,  come  now  venture 

in :  [done, 

Here's  all  things  provided  for  sinners  un 
And  you  are  invited,  and  welcome  to  come, 

5  If  you   are   bemoaning   your    weakness  ip 

grace, 
The  fountain  stands  ready,  'twill  answer  your 

case : 
Come  draw  when  your  weary,  and  drink 

when  a  dry, 
It  was  for  the  needy  that  Jesus  did  die. 

6  Come  you,  who  have  bath'd  in  this  fountain 

of  love, 
And  felt  all  the  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 


WARNING  AND  INVI1ATION.  143 

,  Let 's  join  to  praise  Jesus  as  long  as  we've 
breath, 
And  after  we're  laid  in  the  dust  of  the  earth. 

7  Where  long  we  may  sleep  but  not  always  re- 

main, 
We  look  for  the  coming  of  Jesus  again  : 
And  when  we  behold  him,  we'll  lay  by  the 

shrouds,  [clouds. 

And  rise  to  meet  Jesus,  the  Lord,  in  the 

8  How  we  shall  be  fashion'd  it  doth  not  appear, 
But  we  shall  belike  him  approved  and  clear; 
And  that  blessed  hour  we're  longing  to  see, 
When  we  shaltae  perfectly  holy  as  he. 

9  C)  then  he'll  receive  us  with  joy  and  great 

mirth, 
Saying,  "  welcome  my  jewels  redeem'd  from 

the  earth." 
He'll  not  be  ashamed  to  call  us  his  bride, 
More  precious  to  him  than  the  silver  that  *s 

try'd. 

CLXXXV.  (ll's.) 

Sinners  ivarnedfrom  tlie  Rich  Mori's  fate. 

'  1  riOME  all  ye  poor  sinners  who  from  Adam 
\J        came, 
Ye  poor  and  ye  blind,  and  ye  halt  and  ye 

lame, 
Close  in  with  the  gospel  upon  its  own  terms, 
Or  you'll   burn  for  ever,  like  poor  mortal 

worms. 

2  You've  heard  of  a  rich  man,  a  beggar  like- 

wise, 
Tire  beggar  he  dy'd,  and  he  rests  in  the  skies , 
The  rich  man  dy'd  also,  and  to  his  surprise, 
Awaked  in  hell,  and  he  lift  up  his  eyes  ! 

3  Seeing  Abra'm  far  off,  in  the  mansions  above, 
And  Laz'rus  in  his  bosom  in  raptures  of  love. 
He  cry'd,  '*  Father  Abra'm,  O  send  me  re- 
lief! 

For  I  am  tormented  in  pain  and  in  grief." 


H4  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

4  He  said,  "Son,  remember  when  you  liv'd  so 

bold, 
Dress'd  in  your  fine  linen,  your  purple  and 

Sold, 
While  Lazarus  lay  at  your  gate  full  of  sores, 
You  had  no  compassion  nor  pitied  his  woes. 

5  "Besides,  there's  a  great  gulf  betwixt  us 

you  see. 
That  those  who  would  pass  from  hence  can't 

come  to  thee, 
But  there  you  must  lie  and  lament  your  sad 

state, 
For  now  you  are  sending  your  cries  up  too 

late.*' 

6  He  cried,  "  Father  Abra'm,  I  pray  then  pro- 

vide, [beside  • 

Send  one  from  the  dead,  I've  five  brethren 
They  hearing  of  me,  and  of  my  wretched 

state, 
Perhaps  will  repent  now  before  its  too  late. " 

7  "They  have  a  just  warning,  that  spreads  far 

and  wide; 
They've  Moses  to  teach  them,  the  prophets 

beside :  [pent, 

If  these  can't  persuade  them  to  turn  and  re- 
They  will  not  believe  though  one  from  the 

dead  went." 

8  Come,  poor  Zion  mourners,  ()  don't  you  de- 

spair, 
But  look  unto  Jesus,  he  still  answers  pray'r  ; 
He'll  hear  your  complaints  and  he'll  heal  all 

your  grief,  [lief. 

He'li  pardon  your  sins,  and  will  give  you  re- 

9  And  when  these  vile  bodies  you  come  to  lay 

down, 
You'll  fly  to  the  regions  where  you'll  wear  a 

crown  : 
The  smiles  which  will  come  from  sweet  Je 

sus's  face, 
Will  make  you  adore  and  admire  his  free 

grace. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  l45 

CLXXXVI.  (P.M.) 

Redemption  complete  in  Christ. 

1  /""lOME  fi lends   and   relations,  let's  join 
\J         heart  in  hand, 

The  voice  of  the  turtle  is  heard  in  our  land  ; 
Let's   all    walk   together,    and   follow    the 

sound, 
And  march  to  the  place  where  red? mption 

is  found. 

2  The  place  it  is  hidden  by  reason  of  sin  ; 
You  cannot  discover  the  state  you  are  in  : 
You're    blinded,    polluted,    in    prison    and 

pain  :  ** 

O  how  shall  such  rebels  redemption  obtain  ? 

3  The  place  is  obscured  from  wisest  of  men, 
Nor  can  mortals  know  it  until    'tis   made 

plain : 
The  place  is  in  Jesus,  to  him  let  us  go, 
We'll  there  find   redemption  from  sorrow 

and  woe. 

4  And  if  you  feel  wounded  and  bruis'd  by  the 

fall, 
Then  rise  and  rejoice,  for  such  he  doth  call ; 
Or  if  you  are  tempted  to  doubt  or  despair, 
Still  wait  at  Christ's  feet,  for  redemption  is 

there. 

5  And  you  my  dear  brethren,  the  called  of 

God, 
Who  witness  tree  pardon   by  faith  in  his 

blood  ; 
Let  patience  attend  you  wherever  you  go, 
From  Jesus  your  Saviour  redemption  doth 

flow. 

6  We  read  of  commotions,  and   signs  in  the 

skies — 
That  the  sun  and  the  moon  shall  be  cloth'd 
in  disguise ; 

Ci 


146  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

And  when  you  shall  see   all    these  tokens 

appear, 
Then  hold  up  your  head,  your  redemption 

is  near. 

7  O  then  the  arch-angel  the  trumpet   shall 

sound, 
And  'waken  the  dead  that  sleep  under  the 

ground :  [arise, 

The  sound  of  the   trumpet  shall  bid   you 
To  meet  your  redemption,   with  love  and 

surprise. 

I  And  then   loving   Jesus   our   souls  will  re- 
ceive, 
From  bonds  of  corruption  our  bodies  relieve: 
Then  we  shall  be  all  uncorrupted  and  free, 
And  sing  of  redemption  wherever  we  be. 

9  Redeemed  from   sin,  and    redeemed   from 

death  ! 
Redeem'd  from  corruption,  redeem 'd  from 

the  eaith  ! 
Redeem'd  from  damnation,  redeem'd  from 

all  woe  ! 
We'll  sing  of  redemption  wherever  we  go. 

10  Redeemed  from  pain,  and  redeem'd  from 

distress  ! 
The  fruits  oi  redemption  no  tongue  can  ex- 
press ; 
Redemption  was  brought  us  by  Jesus's  love 
We'll  sing  of  redemption  in  heaven  above. 

CLXXXVII.  (C.  M.)  Double. 

Solemn  Jddrestet  to  Young  People. 

1  "VTOUNG  people  all  attention  give, 
JL    And  hear  what  1  shall  say  : 
1  wish  your  souls  with  Christ  to  live, 

In  everlasting  day. 
Remember  you  are  hast'ning  on 

To  death's  dark,  gloomy  shade ; 
Your  joys  on  earth  will  soon  be  gone, 
Your 'flesh  in  dust  be  laid. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  147 

2  Death's  iron  gate  you  must  pass  through, 

Ere  long,  my  dear  young  Friends  ; 
With  whom  then  do  you  think  to  go, 

With  saints  or  fiery  fiends  ? 
Pray  meditate  before  too  late, 

While  in  a  gospel  land  : 
Behold,  King  Jesus  at  the  gate 

Most  lovingly  doth  stand. 

3  Young  men,  how  can  you  turn  your  face 

From  such  a  glorious  friend  ; 
Will  you  pursue  your  dang'rous  ways  ? 

O  don't  you  fear  the  end  ? 
Will  you  pursue  the  dang'rous  road, 

Which  leads  to  death  and  hell  ? 
Will  you  refuse  all  peace  with  God, 

With  devils  for  to  dwell  ? 

4  Young  women  too,  what  will  you  do, 

If  out  of  Christ  you  die  ? 
From  all  God's  people  you  must  go, 

To  weep,  lament,  and  cry  : 
Where  you  the  least  relief  can't  find, 

To  mitigate  your  pain  ; 
Your  good  things  all  be  left  behind  ; 

Your  souls  in  death  remain. 

5  Young  people  all  I  pray  then  view, 

The  fountain  open'd  wide  ; 
The  spring  of  life  open'd  for  sin, 

Which  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side  : 
There  you  may  drink  in  endless  joy, 

And  reign  with  Christ  your  King, 
In  his  glad  notes  your  souls  employ, 

And  Hallelujahs  sing. 

CLXXXVIII.  (P.  M.) 

Sinnert  earnestly  Warned  and  Intreated. 


'S 


Before  you  farther  go  ; 
Can  you  sport  upon  the  brink 
Of  everlasting  woe  ? 


148  WARNING  AND  INVITATION 

Hell  beneath  is  gaping  wkle, 

Vengeance  waits  the  dread  command. 
Soon  to  stop  your  sport  and  pride, 

And  sink  you  with  the  damn'd. 

Chorus. 
Then  be  intreated  now  to  stop — 

For  unless  you  warning  take, 
Ere  you  are  aware  you'll  drop 

Into  the  burning  fake. 

2  Sav,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod, 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  ? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day, 

When  he  judgment  shall  proclaim ; 
W;hen  the  earth  shall  melt  away, 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 
Then  be,  Sec, 

3  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  the  bar ; 
There,  to  hear  your  final  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  despair: 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 

Sins  of  a  blood-crimson  die, 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  will  you  reply  ? 
'J 'hen  be,  &c. 

4  Though  your  hearts  be  made  of  steel 

Your  foreheads  lin'd  with  brass, 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel ; 

He  will  not  let  you  pass. 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

Though  they  now  despise  his  grace, 
'*  Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face." 
Then  be,  &c. 

5  But  as  yet  there  is  a  hope, 

You  may  his  mercy  know  ; 

Though  his  arm  be  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbears  the  blow  ; 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  149 

It  was  for  sinners  Jesus  dy'd  : 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come  ; 
None  who  comes  shall  be  deny'd  ; 

He  says  there  still  is  room. 
Then  be,  &c. 


CLXXXIX.  (P.  M.) 

A  Warning  to  Presumptuous  Sinner*. 

1  "I  NOW  consider,  O  my  God, 
_I    How  rich  men  roll  in  pleasure, 
Upon  this  frail  transient  abode, 

Heaping  up  wealth  and  treasure  ; 
Not  much  they  make  their  souls  to  stake, 

T'  uphold  their  pride  in  station  : 
If  one  them  tell  of  heav'n  and  hell, 

Or  th'  wicked  in  damnation  ; 
They  laugh  and  jeer,  they  ridicule, 
And  call  such  person,  but  a  fool, 
To  tell  to  them  such  things  as  these, 
When  they  will  do  but  what  they  please. 
Say  they,  M  we  cannot  now  incline, 
To  meditate  on  things  divine  ; 
For  in  our  prime  it  is  our  time, 

To  take  our  recreation." 

5  O  how  their  conscience  they  do  bribe, 

Under  such  vain  pretences  ! 
To  gratify  their  carnal  pride, 

Committing  gross  offences. 
They  acquiesce  there  's  a  place  of  bliss, 

Where  righteous  men  do  enter  ; 
They  likewise  tell  there  is  a  hell, 

Where  wicked  men  must  centre  ; 
But  say  they,  "while  we're  on  earth, 
We'll  spend  our  days  in  jovial  mirth  ; 
And  when  our  sinful  pleasure 's  past, 
We'll  then  turn  unto  God  at  last : 
Few  weeks  repentance  will  secure, 
Make  our  effectual  calling  sure, 
And  save  us  from  eternal  doom, 

Of  wrath  and  indignation." 


150  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

3  But,  C)  sinners,  where'er  you  are, 

Possess'd  of  such  a  notion, 
The  awful  day  will  soon  appear 

When  all  things  shall  have  motion  , 
The  heav'ns  shall  roll  up  like  a  scroll, 

And  vanish  with  a  great  noise  ; 
And  the  earth  sweat  with  fervent  heat, 

And  melt  at  the  great  God's  voice. 
When  the  archangel  shall  be  sent, 
To  call  the  world  untojudgment, 
At  God's  tribunal  to  appear, 
To  answer  at  his  awful  bar, 
For  all  the  deeds  done  here  on  earth, 
And  sentence  shall  be  pronounc'd  forth, 
And  you  must  go  to  bliss  cr  woe, 

Eternal  and  forever ! 
1  For  if  you  slight  this  glorious  light, 

You  re  under  condemnation  ; 
Since  there  remains  nothing  but  wrath, 

For  slighters  of  salvation  : 
Then  let  our  contemplation  rise 

To  heavenly  things  above  the  skies — 
To  that  celestial  abode, 
Where  Christ  co-equal  is  with  God  ; 
Believe  in  him  the  Scripture  saith, 
Embrace  him  with  a  lively  faith, 
Then  shall  our  glitt'ring  souls  possess 
His  everlasting  righteousness  ; 
And  Christ  our  King  shall  be  our  friend, 
And  sin  and  sorrow  have  an  end, 
And  he'll  us  bring  where  we  shall  reign, 

Along  with  him  in  glory. 

CXC.   (8,  6.) 

The  Chief  of  Sinners  invited. 

I   VTE  scarlet-colour'd  sinners,  come  ; 
X    Jksus  the  Lord  invites  you  home; 

()  whither  can  you  go  ? 
What !  are  your  crimes  of  crimson  hue  ? 
His  promise  is  forever  true, 
He'll  wash  you  white  as  snow. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  151 

2  Backsliders,  fill'd  with  your  own  ways, 
Whose  weeping  nights  and  wretched  days, 

In  bitterness  are  spent  : 
Relurn  to  Jesus — he'll  reveal 
His  lovely  face,  and  sweetly  heal 

What  you  so  much  lament. 

3  Tried  souls  look  up — he  says,  'tis  I ; 
He  loves  you  still,  but  means  to  try 

Ii"  faith  will  bear  the  test  : 
The  Lord  has  given  the  chiefest  good, 
He  shed  for  you  his  precious  blood — 

O  trust  him  for  the  rest ! 

4  Ye  tender  souls  draw  hither  too, 
Ye  grateful,  highly  favour'd  few, 

Who  feel  the  debt  you  owe  : 
Press  on,  the  Lord  hath  more  to  give; 
By  faith  upon  him  daily  live, 

And  you  shall  find  it  so. 

CXCI.   (8,  7.) 

A  Call  to  Sinner*  in  Security. 

1    rtOME  sinners  all,  attend  the  call, 
\J  Which  should  your  souls  awaken, 
How  can  you  bear  to  lie  secure, 

And  live  and  die  mistaken  ? 
Come  friends  awake,  good  counsel  take, 

Shake  off  this  sinful  slumber, 
Danger  is  near,  O  don't  you  hear 

Mount  Sinai's  awful  thunder  ! 
I  You're  near  the  brim,  O  don't  step  in  ! 

Why  will  you  venture  nearer, 
Still  running  on  the  way  that 's  wrong, 

To  perish  in  dark  error  ? 
Were  you  awake,  your  souls  would  ache^ 

To  see  your  doleful  station, 
Danger  is  near,  and  you  so  far 

From  God  and  his  salvation. 
'  O  sleepy  crew  there's  much  to  do, 

And  nothing  done  while  sleeping  ; 
$in  to  subdue,  repentance  too, 

'  Tis  time  you  were  a  weeping. 


152  WARNING  AND  INVITATION 

Sinners  awake,  tho'  very  late, 

'Tis  better  late  than  never; 
You'll  surely  die  except  you  fly 

To  Jesus  Christ  the  Saviour. 

4  You're  warn'd  to  pray,  both  night  and  day 

For  you  must  pass  through  tire, 
Arise  trom  play,  up  and  away, 

And  run  and  never  tire  : 
This  race  begin  it  you  would  win 

A  glitt'ring  crown  of  glory  : 
Hold  to  the  end,  run  to  your  friend, 

He  always  saves  securely. 

5  To  hear  him  call,  both  great  and  small, 

A  kind  and  blessed  Saviour, 
Sinners  awake,  let  your  hearts  ache, 

To  think  on  your  behaviour  : 
I  scarce  can  write  what  1  indite, 

My  eye  's  so  full  of  weeping  ; 
Fearing  lest  Christ  should  be'despis'd, 

By  sinners  now  a  sleeping. 

6  O  sinners  think  you're  on  the  brink, 

And  all  is  hell  below  you  ; 
How  can  you  bear  that  black  despair, 

And  everlasting  sorrow. 
Lo,  Satan  he  will  busy  be 

To  keep  you  unconcerned, 
The  world  and  sin  will  take  you  in,. 

Whose  end  is  to  be  burned. 

7  Lord,  let  them  know  damnation's  woe 

Doth  neither  sleep  nor  slumber, 
Their  souls  affect,  call  thine  elect, 

Make  up  the  blessed  number  : 
Send  forth  thy  word,  in  power  Lord, 

Extend  thine  arm  of  glory, 
Form  them  anew,  redeem  them  too, 

And  then  they  will  adore  thee. 

8  O  sinners  then  you  will  be  clean, 

And  struck  with  admiration, 
Sav'd  by  grace,  you'll  run  apace, 
Rejoicing  in  salvation  : 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  153 

You  will  let  know  to  all  below, 

How  Christ  gives  grace  and  glorv. 

Then  soar  above  to  sing  his  love, 
And  tell  the  blessed  story, 

CXCII.  (P.  ML) 

The  -wortt  of  Sinner*  may  be  Saved. 

1  riOME  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 
V>  Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore : 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity  join'd  with  pow'r ; 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing  :  doubt  no  more  ! 

2  Come,  ye  thirsty,  come  and  welcome 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  : 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 

Ev'ry  grace  that  brings  you  nigh — 
Without  money 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  his  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Lost  and  ruin'd  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 
Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 
£  View  him  prostrate  in  the  garden  ; 
On  the  ground  your  Maker  lies ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ; 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 
"  It  is  finish \\ ;" 
Sinner  will  not  this  suffice  I 
6  Lo,  th'  incarnate  God  ascended, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  : 


fc54  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  ; 
None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 
7  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  : 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 
Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners,  here  may  sing  the  same. 

CXCIII.  (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

The  Rich  Man  and  Lazariu. 

1  4    WORLDLING  spent  each  day 
J\.  In  luxury  and  state  ; 

While  a  believer  lay 

A  beggar  at  his  gate  : 
Think  not  the  Lord's  appointment  strange, 
Death  made  a  great  and  lasting  change. 

2  Death  brought  the  saint  release 

From  want,  disease  and  scorn; 
And  to  the  land  of  peace, 

His  soul  by  angels  borne, 
In  Abra'm's  bosom  safely  plac'd, 
Enjoys  an  everlasting  feast, 

3  The  rich  man  also  dy'd, 

And  in  a  moment  fell, 
From  all  his  pomp  and  pride, 

Into  the  flames  of  hell  : 
The  beggar's  bliss  from  far  beheld, 
His  soul  with  double  anguish  fill'd. 

4  "O  Abra'm  send,  he  cries, 

(But  his  request  was  vain) 
The  beggar  from  the  skies, 

To  mitigate  my  pain  ! 
One  drop  of  water  I  entreat, 
To  soothe  my  tongue's  tormenting  heat.** 

5  Let  all  who  worldly  pelf, 

And  worldly  spirits  have, 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  1?# 

Observe,  each  for  himself, 

The  answer  Abra'm  gave  : 
"  Remember  thou  wast  hi  I'd  with  good, 
While  the  poor  beggar  pin'd  for  food. 
Neglected  at  thy  door, 

With  tears  he  begg'd  his  bread ; 
But  now  he  weeps  no  more, 

His  griefs  and  pains  are  fled  : 
His  joys  eternally  will  flow, 
While  thine  expire  in  endless  woe." 
Lord  make  us  truly  wise, 

To  choose  thy  people's  lot, 
And  earthly  joys  despise, 

Which  soon  will  be  forgot : 
The  greatest  evil  we  can  fear, 
Is  to  possess  our  portion  here  ! 


CXCIV.  (L.  M.)  Double. 

Law  and  Grace  contrasted. 

1  TN  thunder  once  Jehovah  spoke, 

JL  From  Sinai's  top  in  fire  and  smoke; 
But  now  from  Zion's  fair  abode, 
He  shews  himself  a  pard'ning  God. 
Hark  !  how  he  speaks  in  accents  mild, 
Speaks  to  the  sinner  as  a  child, 
"  Pardon  and  peace  I  freely  give, 
Poor  sinner  look  tome  and  live." 

2  The  holy  Moses  quak'd  with  fear, 

And  camp-despair  and  death  were  there  ; 
But  here  the  God  of  gospel-grace, 
Invites  us  now  to  see  his  face  : 
Vengeance  no  more  be-clouds  his  brow, 
He  speaks  in  love  to  sinners  now  : 
It  is  the  voice  of  Jesus'  blood, 
Calling  poor  wanderers  home  to  God. 

3  The  thundering  law,  (with  terrors  full  !) 
Pronounc'd  a  curse  on  every  soul  ; 

But  now  from  Zion's  milder  throne, 
The  softest  strain  of  love  is  known 


156  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

Hark,  how  from  Calvary  it  sounds, 
From  the  Redeemer's  bleeding  wounds; 
Rends  temple-veil  and  rocks  and  land, — 
Who  can  the  force  of  love  withstand  ! 

4  What  other  arguments  can  move 
The  heart  that  slights  a  Saviour's  love  ? 
Yet  till  Almighty  power  constrain, 
This  matchless  love  is  preach 'd  in  vain. 
Dear  Saviour  let  that  power  be  felt, 
And  cause  each  stony  heart  to  melt ; 
Deeply  impress  upon  our  youth, 

The  light  and  force  of  gospel  truth. 

5  O  let  them  in  this  hour  begin, 
To  live  to  thee  and  die  to  sin, 
To  enter  by  the  narrow  way, 
Which  leads  to  everlasting  day  ; 
How  will  they  else  thy  presence  bear, 
When  as  a  judge  thou  shalt  appear, 
When  slighted  love  to  wrath  will  turn, 
And  the  whole  earth  like  Sinai  burn  ? 

CXCV.  (P.  M.) 

The  Sinner's  Warning. 

1  YT7HILE    angels    strike     their    tuneful! 

?  f  strings, 

And  veil  their  faces  with  their  wings  ; 
Each  saint  on  earth  his  Jesus  sings, 
And  joins  to  praise  the  King  of  kings, 
Who  sav'd  his  soul  from  ruin. 

2  But  sinners,  fond  of  earthly  joys, 
Mock  and  deride  while  saints  rejoice, 
They  shut  their  ears  at  Jesus'  voice, 

And  make  this  "'orld  and  sin  their  choice, 
And  force  their  way  to  ruin. 

3  The  preachers  warn  them  night  and  day, 
For  them  the  Christians  weep  and  pray, 
Bin  sinners  laugh  and  turn  away, 

And  join  the  wicked,  lewd,  and  gay 
And  throng  the  road  to  ruin. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  1^7 

4  And  when  by  preaching  sinners  see, 
They're  doom'd  to  bell  and  misery 
To  turn  to  God  they  then  agree, 
But  O,  'tis  wicked  company 

Entices  them  to  ruin. 

5  Oft  time  when  other  tilings  won't  do, 
Affliction  will  their  danger  shew, 
And  bring  their  haughty  feelings  low, 
Then  they'll  repent,  and  prey  and  vow; 

But  turn  again  to  ruin. 

6  When  every  way  is  try'd  in  vain, 
The  sinner  full  of  guilt'  and  pain, 
Is  doom'd  to  everlasting  flame, 

Death  strikes  the  blow,  the  sinner's  slain, 
And  sinks  to  endless  ruin. 

7  O  sinners  turn,  long  time  you've  stood, 
Oppos'd  to  God  and  all  that 's  good, 
You  may  be  sav'd  thro'  Jesus'  blood, 
Lay  down  your  arms,  submit  to  God, 

And  so  be  sav'd  from  ruin. 

8  Turn  sinners,  else  you'll  glory  lose  ; 
See  hell  gapes  wide  !  while  Jesus  woos, 
How  can  you  such  a  friend  refuse  ! 
How  can  you  such  a  friend  abuse  ! 

And  choose  eternal  ruin. 

9  Turn  sinners,  neighbours,  friend  and  foe, 
The  terrors  of  the  Lord  we  know  ! 

O  tell  us  friends  what  will  you  do  ? 
We  cannot,  cannot  let  you  go, 
Down  to  eternal  ruin. 

10  The  Lord's  provok'd,  fly  sinners  fly  ! 
While  Christ  the  Saviour  still  is  nigh, 
You  must  be  lost  if  you  deny, 

Then  to  be  sav'd  to  Jesus  fly, 
Who  screens  from  endless  ruin. 

CXCVI.  (9,7.) 

The  plan  of  Redemption,  ground  of  expostulation. 

HE  glorious  plan  of  man's  Redemption, 
By  the  Son  of  God  was  wrought ; 


T 


158  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

To  save  the  lost  and  ruin'd  nation, 
So  V  heaven  we  might  be  brought. 

1st  Chorus. 
Glory,  honour  and  salvation, 

To  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain  ; 
Sound  his  praise  through  every  nation, 

May  it  never  cease  again  ! 

2  'Twas  Jesus  Christ  the  blessed  Saviour, 

Full  of  love  and  power  too, 
Who  came  from  heaven  to  redeem  us, 
Slain  among  a  wicked  crew. 

3  When  on  the  cross  his  life  he  yielded, 

The  temple-veil  was  rent  in  twain, 
The  sun  in  darkness  too  was  veiled, 
When  the  Son  of  God  was  slain. 

4  His  precious  blood  to  save  us  streamed, 

Lo  !  he  sends  salvation  free, 
And  now  the  poor  by  him  redeemed, 
Find  both  life  and  liberty. 

5  And  now  to  heaven  he  ascended 

Pleads  the  merits  of  his  blood, 
And,  as  at  first,  what  was  intended 
Sends  salvation  far  abroad. 

6  And  now,  dear  friends,  what  more  is  wanted 

Than  what  is  already  done  : 
Christ  has  himself,  to  sinners  granted, 
Will  you  then  to  ruin  run  ? 

2nd  Chorus. 
Turn,  dear  sinners,  turn  to  Jesus, 

Now  while  he  inviting  stands, 
Seethe  blessed,  loving  Saviour, 

Hold  to  you  his  bleeding  hands  ! 

7  Death  and  destruction,  O  how  awful  ! 

How  will  you  endure  the  pain, 
On  God's  great  day  (which  fast  approaches) 
Sinking  down  among  the  slain  ' 

&  Or  else  with  devils  and  their  angels, 
To  all  eternity  you'll  burn, 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  159 

The  door  of  mercy  shut  against  you, 
Sinners  !  sinners,  will  you  turn  ? 
9  How  will  your  guilty  conscience  smite  ye, 
When  beneath  God's  wrath  you  burn, 

There  's  none  but  Jesus  Christ  can  save  yc 
Sinners  !  sinners,  O  come  turn  ! 

CXCVII.   (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

The  Jubilee. 

1  T>  LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
JD  The  gladly  solemn  sound  ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound  ! 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  rar.som'd  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin  atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Thro'  all  the  lands  proclaim  : 
The  year,  &c. 

3  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  nought 

The  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  : 
The  year,  &c, 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive  ; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live  : 
The  year,  &c. 

5  Ye  hapless  debtors,  know 

The  sov'reign  grace  of  heav'n ; 
Though  sums  immense  ye  owe, 

A  free  discharge  is  giv'n  : 
The  year,  &c. 

6  The  gospel-trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pard'ning  grace ; 
Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 
The  year,  &c 


160  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

7  Jesus  our  great  High-Priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest  ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad  ! 
The  year,  &c. 

CXCVIII.   (8,7,  4.) 

The  Gospel  message,  "  Be  ye  reconcil'd." 

1    OINNERS,  you  are  now  addressed 
^   In  the  name  of  Christ  our  Lord  ; 
He  hath  sent  a  message  to  you, 
Pay  attention  to  his  word, 

He  hath  sent  it ; 
Pay  attention  to  his  word. 
9  Think  what  you  have  all  been  doing, 
Think  what  rebels  you  have  been ; 
You  have  spent  your  lives  in  nothing 
But  in  adding  sin  to  sin  : 

All  your  actions 
One  continued  scene  of  sin, 

3  Yet  your  long-abused  Sov'reign 

Sends  to  you  a  message  mild, 
Loth  to  execute  his  vengeance, 
Prays  you  to  be  reconcil'd  ; 

Hear  him  woo  you — 
Sinners,  now  be  reconcil'd. 

4  Pardon  now  is  freely  publish'd 

Through  a  Mediator's  blood  ; 
Who  hath  dy'd  to  make  atonement, 
And  appease  the  wrath  of  God  ! 

VVond'rous  mercy  ! 
See,  it  flows  through  Jesus'  blood  ! 

CXCIX.  (8,7,4.) 

Address  r»  Sinnerj  after  Sermon. 

1    CI  IN  NEKS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 
O  Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
Ev'ry  sentence,  O  how  tender  ! 
Ev'ry  line  is  full  of  love. 

Listen  to  it, 
Ev'ry  line  is  full  of  love. 


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Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel, 
News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim, 

To  each  rebel-sinner — "  Pardon, 
"  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  ;" 

How  important  ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  ! 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succour- 

Fearful  hearts  they  quell  your  fears. 
And  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears  : 

Pleasant  tidings, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  False  professors,  grov'ling  worldlings, 

Callous  hearers  of  the  word  ! 
While  the  messengers  address  you, 
Take  the  warning  they  afford ; 

We  entreat  you, 
Take  the  warning  they  afford. 

5  Who  hath  our  report  believed  ! 

Who  receiv'd  the  joyful  word  ? 
Who  embrac'd  the  news  of  pardon, 
Given  to  you  by  the  Lord  ; 

Can  you  slight  it, 
Given  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

6  O  ye  angels,  hov'ring  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay  : 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

CC.  (7's.) 

Sinners  invited  to  the  Well  of  living  Water. 

1  XESUS'  precious  name  excels 

tl    Jordan's  streams,  and  Salem's  wells  ; 
Thirsty  sinners,  come  and  draw, 
Quench  the  flames  of  Sinai's  law. 

2  Fearful  sinners,  come  and  try ; 
Draw  and  drink  with  inward  joy  ; 
Christ  is  fresh,  and  full,  and  free  ; 
Sinners,  come,  whoe'er  you  be. 


162  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

3  See  the  waters  springing  up, 
To  revive  your  languid  hope  ; 
Fill  your  vessels  as  it  rolls, 
And  refresh  your  weary  souls. 

4  Lo  !  the  Spirit  now  invites  ! 
Lo  !  the  happy  Bride  un:tes  ; 
Jesus  calls,  be  not  afraid, 

Lo  !  for  you  the  well  was  made  ! 

5  Justice  made  it  in  the  Lamb, 
Mercy  grants  it  through  his  name  i 
Faith  receives  a  full  supply  ; 
Those  who  drink  it  cannot  die. 

[6  Careless  sinner,  let  me  tell, 
Not  a  drop  is  found  in  hell  ; 
Not  a  drop  to  ease  your  smart, 
Not  a  drop  to  cool  your  heart. 

7  Haste  you  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Seek  salvation  in  his  blood  ; 

In  it  there  is  boundless  store, 
For  ten  thousand  thousand  more.} 

8  Constant  tribute  let  us  bring, 
For  this  soul-refreshing  spring  ; 
Constant  lei.  our  praises  rise, 
Till  we  drink  above  the  skies. 

CCI.  (5's.) 

The  Prisoners  of  Hope. 

1  "CTE  pris'ners  of  hope 

X    Overwhelmed  with  grief, 
To  Jesus  look  up 

For  certain  relief. 
There  's  no  cond'mnation 

In  Jesus  the  Lord, 
But  strong  cons'lation 

His  grace  doth  aftbrd. 

2  Should  justice  appear 

A  merciless  foe, 
Yet  be  of  good  cheer, 
And  soon  shall  ye  know 


WARNING  AND  INVl'lATtON.  163 

That  sinners  confessing 

Their  wickedness  past, 
A  plentiful  blessing 

Of  pardon  shall  taste. 

3  Then  dry  up  your  tears, 

Ye  children  of  grief, 
For  Jesus  appears 

To  give  you  relief; 
If  you  are  returning 

To  Jesus  your  friend, 
Your  sighing  and  mourning 

In  singing  shall  end. 

4  "  None  will  I  cast  out 

Who  comes,"  saith  the  Lord ; 
Why  then  do  you  doubt  ? 

Lay  hold  of  his  word  : 
Ye  mourners  of  Si  on, 

Be  bold  to  believe, 
For  ever  rely  on 

Your  Saviour,  and  live.- 

CCII.  (L.  M.) 

The  sin-sick  Sinner  excited  ts  look  up  to  Christ  tht. 
Physician. 

1  O  IN,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns 

^  With  fatal  strength  in  ev'ry  part; 
The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins, 
And  spreads  its  poison  to  the  heart. 

2  And  can  no  sovYcigri  balm  be  found  ? 

And  is  no  kind  Physician  nigh, 
To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly  ? 

3  There  is  a  great  Physician  near ; 

Look  up,  O  fainting  soul,  and  live  ; 
See,  in  his  heav'nly  smiles  appear 
Such  ease  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 
i  See  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 

Life,  health,  and  bliss,  abundant  flow  I 
Tis  only  this  dear  sacred  flood, 
Can  ease  thy  pain'and  heal  thy  woe. 


164  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

CCIII.    (6,  8.) 
C*mc,  and  let  us  reason  together. 

1  XTE  sin-sick  souls  draw  near, 

JL    And  banquet  with  your  King ; 
His  royal  bounty  share, 

And  loud  hosannas  sing  : 
Here  mercy  reigns,  here  peace  abounds, 
Here  's  blood  to  heal  your  dreadful  wounds 

2  Here  's  clothing  for  the  poor, 

Here  's  comfort  for  the  weak  : 
Here  's  strength  for  tempted  souls, 

And  cordials  for  the  sick — 
Here  's  all  a  soul  can  want  or  need, 
Laid  up  in  Christ,  the  living  head. 

3  But  may  a  soul  like  mine, 

All  stain'd  with  guilt  and  blood, 
Approach  the  throne  of  grace, 

And  converse  hold  with  God? 
Yes  !  Jesus  calls  ; — come,  sinners,  come, 
In  mercy's  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

4  He  's  on  a  throne  of  grace, 

And  waits  to  answer  pray'r  : 
What  tho'  thy  sin  and  guilt 

Like  crimson  doth  appear, 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 
A  healing  balm  for  all  thy  woes. 

5  O  wond'rous  love  and  grace — 

Did  Jesus  die  for  me  ? 
Were  all  my  num'rous  debts 

Discharg'd  on  Calvary  ? 
Yes,  Jesus  dy'd — the  work  is  done- 
He  did  fo-  ail  my  sins  atone. 

6  On  earth     A  sing  his  love — 

In  heav'n  I  too  shall  join 
The  ransom'd  of  the  Lord, 

In  accents  all  divine  ; 
And  see  my  Saviour,  face  to  face, 
And  ever  dwell  in  his  embrace. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  165 

CCIV.  (L.  M.) 

To-day  if  ye  will  hear  his  voice,  harden  not  your  lieartt. 

X  nn()-day,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice, 
M.    Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice : 
Say  will  you  to  mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no? 

2  Say,  will  you  be  for  ever  blest, 
And  with  this  glorious  Jesus  rest? 
Will  you  be  sav'd  from  guilt  and  pain  ? 
Will  you  with  Christ  for  ever  reign  ? 

3  Make  now  your  choice,  and  halt  no  more. 
For  now  he  's  waiting  for  the  poor  ; 

Say  now,  poor  souls,  what  will  you  do? 
Say  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 

4  Ye  dear  young  men  for  ruin  bound, 
Amidst  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Come  go  with  us,  and  seek  to  prove 
The  joys  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

5  Your  sports  and  all  your  glittering  toys, 
Compar'd  with  our  celestial  joys, 
Like  momentary  dreams  appear  : 
Come  go  with  us, — your  souls  are  dear. 

6  Or  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell ! 
Resolv'd  with  devils  there  to  dwell  ! 
Still  we  will  weep,  lament,  and  cry, 
That  God  may  change  you  ere  you  die. 

7  Young  women,  now  we  look  to  you  : 
Are  you  resolv'd  to  perish  too  ? 

To  rush  in  carnal  pleasures  on, 
And  sink  in  flaming  ruin  down  ? 

8  Then,  dear  young  friends,  a  long  farewell 
We're  bound  to  heav'n,  but  you  to  hell : 
Still  God  may  hear  us  while  we  pray, 
And  change  you  ere  the  burning  day. 

9  Once  more  1  ask  you  in  his  name : 
I  know  his  love  remains  the  same  ; 
Say  will  you  to  mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 


166  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

CCV.  (C.  M.) 

Sinncrt  -warned  of  impending  Ruin. 

1  \\T HEN  pity  prompts  mc  to  look  round 

▼  T     Upon  my  fellow  clay  ; 
See  men  reject  the  gospel's  sound — 
Good  God  !  what  shall  I  say  ? 

2  My  bowels  yearn  for  dying  men, 

Doom'd  to  eternal  woe  ; 
Fain  would  I  speak,  but  'tis  in  vain, 
If  God  will  not  speak  too. 

3  O  sinners,  sinners,  won't  you  hear, 

When  in  God's  name  I  come  ? 
Upon  your  peril  don't  forbear, 

Lest  hell  should  be  your  doom. 
4-  What  will  your  doom,  poor  mortals,  be, 

If  destitute  of  grace, 
When  you  your  injur'd  Judge  shall  see, 

And  stand  before  his  face  ? 

5  Could  you  but  shun  that  dreadful  sight, 

How  would  you  wish  to  fly 
To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  night, 
From  that  all  searching  eye. 

6  But  death  and  hell  must  all  appear, 

And  you  among  them  stand  ; 

Before  Christ's  awful  flaming  bar, 

And  wait" his  dread  command. 

7  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vain, 

But  lend  a  list'ning  ear  ; 
Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again, 
When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 

CCVI.  (S.  M.) 

O  thai  they  would  consider  t/ieir  latter  end. 

1  O  INNERS,  awake  to  know 
»C^  Of  God  your  awful  stand, 

For  Gabriel  soon  the  trump  will  blow — 
Your  guilty  souls  demand. 

2  If  unprepar'd  by  grace, 

When  called  to  the  bar, 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  167 

Paleness  and  death  will  seize  }  our  face, 
And  plunge  you  in  despair. 

3  Rocks,  hills,  and  mountains  fall, 

And  hide  our  guilty  soul, 
Will  be  your  sure,  but  fruitless  call ! 
They'll  not  your  case  condole. 

4  O  ye  profane,  I  pray 

Think  on  your  latter  end  ; 
Fly  to  the  Lord  without  delay, 
To  Christ  the  sinner's  friend.  I 

CCVII.  (C.  M.) 

Whoever  will,  let  him  come. 

1  f\  WHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 
\_7  Are  in  the  gospel  found  ! 
Suited  to  ev'ry  sinner's  case, 

Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls, 

Are  freely  welcome  here  ; 

Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls, 

Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 

3  Come  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  woundf  • 

Your  ev'ry  burden  bring  ! 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep  celestial  spring  ! 

4  Whoever  will,  (O  gracious  word  !) 

Shall  of  this  stream  partake  ; 
Come  thirsty  souls  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jesus'  sake  ! 

5  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 

Have  here  found  life  and  peace  ; 
Come  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

CCVIII.   (C.  M.) 

The  Guilty  invited  to  Chrtit. 

1   p()ME  guilty  souls,  and  flee  away 
\J  To  Christ,  and  heal  your  wounds; 
This  is  the  welcome  gospel-day, 
Wherein  free  grace  abounds. 


168  WARNING  AND  INVlfATIOV. 

2  God  lov'd  the  church,  and  gave  his  Son 
To  drink  the  cup  of  wrath  : 
And  Jesus  says  he'll  cast  out  none 
That  come  to  him  by  faith. 

CCIX.  (L.  M.) 

The  trembling  Sinner  Encouraged. 

1  Y^HC)  is  the  trembling  sinner,  who 

?  T  That  owns  eternal  death  his  due  ? 
Who  mourns  his  sin,  his  guilt,  his  thrall, 
And  does  on  God  for  mercy  call  ? 

2  Peace,  troubled  soul,  dismiss  thy  fear, 
Hear,  Jesus  speaks,  be  of  good  cheer ; 
Upon  his  cleansing  grace  rely. 

And  thou  shalt  never,  never  die. 

CCX.   (L.  M.) 

Christ  the  only  Pica  bejore  God. 

1  TTOW  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear, 
XI  Great  God,  before  thine  awlul  bar  f 
How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 
Acceptance  with  th'  eternal  Mind  ? 

2  Not  vows,  nor  groans,  nor  broken  cries, 
Not  the  most  costly  sacrifice, 

Not  infant  blood,  profusely  spilt, 
Will  expiate  the  sinner's  guilt. 

3  Thy  blood,  dear  Jesus,  thine  alone, 
Hath  sov'reign  virtue  to  atone  ; 
Here  we  will  rest  our  only  plea, 
When  we  approach,  great  God,  to  thee* 

CCXI.  (L.  M.) 

Ask  for  the  good  old  Way. 

1  TNQUIRING  souls  who  long  to  find 
JL  Pardon  of  sin  and  peace  of  mind, 
Attend  the  voice  of  God  to-day, 

Who  bids  you  seek  the  good  old  way. 

2  The  righteousness,  th'  atoning  blood 

Of  Jesus  is  the  way  to  God  : 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  169 

O  may  you  then  no  longer  stray, 
But  walk  in  Christ  the  good  old  way. 

3  The  prophets  and  apostles  too, 
Pursu'd  this  path  while  here  below  : 
Then  let  not  fear  your  soul  dismay, 
But  come  to  Christ  the  good  old  way 

4  With  cautious  zeal  and  holy  care, 

In  this  dear  way  I'll  persevere ; 
Nor  doubt  to  meet,  another  day, 
Where  Jesus  is,  the  good  old  way. 

CCXII.  (C.  M.; 

Ye  must  be  born  again! 

1  O INNERS,  this  solemn  truth  regard  ! 
^  Hear,  all  ye  sons  of  men  ; 

For  Christ,  the  Saviour,  hath  declar'd, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

2  Whate'er  might  be  your  birth  or  blood, 

The  sinner's  boast  is  vain ; 
Thus  saith  the  glorious  Son  of  God, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

3  Our  nature's  totally  deprav'd — 

The  heart 's  a  sink  of  sin, 
Without  a  change  we  can't  be  sav'd, 
"Ye  must  be  born  again. 

4  Spirit  of  life,  thy  grace  impart, 

And  breathe  on  sinners  slain ; 
Bear  witness,  Lord,  in  ev'ry  heait. 
That  we  are  born  atrain 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  us  now  begm 

To  trust  and  love  thy  word ; 
And,  by  forsaking  ev'ry  sin, 
Prove  we  are  born  of  God. 

CCXIII.  (C.  M.) 

Cast  your  burden  on  the  Lord. 

1  XTE  burden'd  souls  to  Jesus  come,  . 
X    You  need  not  be  afraid  ; 
He  loves  to  hear  poor  sinners  cry- 
He  loves  to  hear  them  plead. 
H 


170  WARNING  AND  INVITATION 

2  Ye  humble  souls  to  Jesus  come, 

Tis  he  who  made  vou  see 
Your  wretched,  rtrin'd,  helpless  state, 
Your  guilt  and  misery. 

3  Christ  is  a  friend  to  mourning  souls  ; 

Then  why  should  you  despair, 

Since  Saul  and  Mary  Magdalene 

Found  grace  and  mercy  here. 

CCXIV.   (L.  M.) 

Christ  at  the  Door. 

1  ¥1 EHOLD  the  Saviour  at  thy  door, 

0  He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before  ; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still  : 

You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Admit  him  ;  for  the  human  breast 
Ne'er  entertain'd  so  kind  a  guest ; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
When  at  his  door  deny'd  you'll  stand. 

3  Open  my  heart,  Lord,  enter  in, 
Slay  ev'ry  foe,  and  conquer  sin  : 

1  now  to  thee  my  all  resign, 

My  jody,  soul,  shall  all  be  thine. 

CCXV.  (L.  M.) 

The  coming  Sinner  encouraged. 

*    fj  ARK  !  'tis  the  Saviour's  voice  I  hear, 
JLl  Come,  trembling  soul,  dispel  thy  fear; 
He  saith,  and  who  his  word  can  doubt, 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out  ! 

2  Doth  Satan  fill  you  with  dismay, 
And  tell  you  Christ  will  cast  away  ? 
It  is  a  truth,  why  should  you  doubt ; 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out ! 

3  Doth  sin  appear  before  your  view, 
( )f  scarlet  or  of  crimson  hue  ? 

If  black  as  hell,  why  should  you  doubt  f 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out  ! 

4  The  Publican  and  dying  Thief 
Apply 'd  to  Christ,  and  found  relief; 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  17 1 

Nor  need  you  entertain  a  doubt ; 
He  will  in'no  wise  cast  you  out  ! 
5  Approach  your  God,  make  no  delay, 
He  waits  to  welcome  you  to-c': 
His  mercy  try,  nor  longer  doubt ; 
He  will  in  no  wise  cast  you  out  ! 

CCXVI.   (S.  M.) 

Behold,  ntiv  itt'ie  accepted  Time. 

1  VOW  is  th'  accepted  time, 
*A    Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 

Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th' accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come  ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

3  L  id,  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  feast  them  with  thy  love  ; 
Then  will  the  angels  clap' their  wings, 

And  bear  the  news  above, 
■i  At  length  around  thy  throne 

They  shall  thy  face  behold  ; 
While'through  eternity  they'll  strive 

Their  raptures  to  unfold. 

CCXVII.  (r's.) 

Compel  them  to  ewnc  in. 

1  T  ORD,  how  large  thy  bounties  are, 
JLi  Tender,  gracious  sinner's  friend  ; 
What  a  feast  dost  thou  prepare, 

And  what  invitations  send  ? 

2  Now  fulfil  thy  great  design, 

Who  didst  first  the  message  bring: 
Ev'ry  heart  to  thee  incline, 
Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 

3  Thus  their  willing  souh  compel — 

Thus  their  happy  minds  constrain; 
From  the  ways  of  death  and  hell, 
Home  to  God,  and  grace  again. 


172  WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

4  Stretch  that  conqu'ring  arm  of  thine, 
^  Once  stretch'd  out  to  bleed  for  sin ; 
Ev'ry  heart  to  thee  incline, 
Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 


CCXVIII.  (7's.)     . 

The  Weary  invited  to  Christ  for  rttt. 

1  MTi O ME,  ye  weary  souls  opprest, 
\J  Find  in  Christ  the  promis'd  rest : 
On  him  all  your  burdens  roll, 

He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 

2  Ye  that  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
To  the  Son  of  David  cry, 

In  his  word  he 's  passing  by. 

3  Naked,  guilty,  poor,  and  blind, 
All  your  wants  in  Jesus  find  ; 
This  the  day  of  mercy  is, 
Now  accept  the  proffer'd  bliss. 

4  It  is  finish'd  !  lo,  he  cries, 
Ere  on  yonder  cross  he  dies  : 
O  believe  the  record  true, 
Jesus  dy'd  for  such  as  you. 

CCXIX.  (L.  M.) 

A  Solemn  Warning. 


s: 


Why  in  such  dreadful  haste  to  die  ? 
Daring  to  leap  to  worlds  unknown. 
Heedless  against  thy  God  to  fly  ? 

2  Wilt  thou  despise  eternal  fate,  ? 

Urg'd  on  by  sin's  fantastic  dreams  ; 
Madly  attempt  th'  infernal  gate, 

And  force  thy  passage  to  the  flames  f 

3  Stay,  sinner,  on  the  gospel  plains, 

Behold  the  God  of  love  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  pains, 
For  ever  telling  yet  untold  ! 


B 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION.  171 

CCXX.  (L.  M.)  Windham. 

Warning  against  Hypocrisy. 

ROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
And  thousands  walk  together  there  : 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrower  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 
3  "  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command ; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heav'nly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul,  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem'd  almost  a  saint, 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain  j 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new ; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain  ; 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

CCXXI.   (L.  M.)  Greenwich. 

Tne  Prosperity  of  the  Wicked  cursed. 

^    I"    ORD  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I 
XJ  To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
To  see  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  shine  ! 

2  But  oh,  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  ! 

Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so  : 
On  slipp'ry  rocks  I  sec  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

3  Their  fancy'djovs,  how  fast  they  flee  ! 

Like  dreams  as  fleeting  and  as  vain : 
Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 
Are  but  a  prelude  to  their  pain. 

4  Now  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine 

Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood : 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion   and  my  God. 


174  CONVICTION'  AND  CONVERSION. 

CCXXII.  (L.  M.)  Exhortation. 

Advice  to  Youth. 

1  VOW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
i.^1    Remember  your  Creator,  God  ! 
Behold  the  months  come  hast'ning  on, 
When  you  shall  say,  "  my  joys  are  gone.1 

2  Behold  the  aged  sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again  : 
The  soul  in  agonies  of  pain 
Ascends  to  God  ;  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell 

4  Eternal  King  !  I  fear  thy  name  : 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am  : 
And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 


Conviction  and  Conversion. 


CCXXIIL   (8,  8,6.) 

The  Sinner  u  must  be  born  again." 

1  4  W  \K'D  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
^TL  My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

And  knew  not  what  to  do  : 
O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt,  with  anguish  slain, 
I  saw  'I  must  be  born  again,' 

Or  sink  in  endless  woe. 

2  Amaz'd  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell, 
Which  way  to  shun  a  moving  hell, 

(For  death  and  hell  drew  near  :) 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain, 
4  The  sinner  must  be  born  again,' 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 


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3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 

It  curs'd  me,  and  pronnunc'd  me  dead  ; 

I  fell  beneath  its  weight  : 
This  perfect  truth  renew 'd  my  pain, 
'  The  sinner  must  be  born  again  ;' 

My  woe  I  can't  relate  ! 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunders  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul ; 

A  vast  and  pond'rous  load  ; 
I  read,  and  saw  this  truth  most  plain, 
'The  sinner  must  be  born  again,' 

Or  drink,  the  wrath  of  God. 

5  Oft  as  I  heard  the  preachers  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the'fowler's  snare  ; 
So  oft  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
'The  sinner  must  be  born  again,' 

Or  sink  in  deep  despair. 

6  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  pass'd  that  way 

On  me  his  pity  mov'd  : 
Although  I  might  be  justly  slain, 
He  spake,  and  I  was  born  again, 

By  grace  redeem'd  and  lov'd. 

7  To  heav'n  the  joyful  tidings  flew  ; 
The  angels  tun'd  their  harps  anew, 

And  loftier  notes  did  raise  : 
Ah  hail !  the  Lamb,  on  Calv'ry  slain, 
For  all  who  shall  be  born  again  ; 

We'll  shout  thine  endless  praise. 

CCXIV.  (P.  M.) 

The  Chief  of  Si;  inert  taved. 

1   flOME  all  who  fear  the  Lord,  and  see 
\J  What  God  has  done  for  wretched  me ; 

For  me  who  wicked  was  : 
Who  vainly  strutted  here  and  there, 
Could  boast  and  swell,  and  curse  and  swear 
.    And  bid  defiance  to  God's  word, 
And  hated  all  his  cause. 


176         CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

2  I  hated  those  who  did  me  warn, 
And  treated  them  with  silent  scorn, 

And  wish'd  they'd  let  me  be  ; 
My  soul  to  me  was  nothing  worth, 
I  thought  not  on  eternal  wrath, 
But.  roved  o'er  the  world  for  joys, 

The  charms  of  vanity. 

3  Thus  while  I  run  this  mad-like  race, 
Not  thinking  on  my  fearful  case, 

The  Lord  did  me  o'ertake ; 
I  saw  his  holiness  with  awe, 
His  justice,  truth,  and  fiery  law, 
Which  made  me  own  that  I  had  sinn'd, 

And  my  vile  self  'to  hate. 

4  My  life  to  mend  I  then  set  out, 
Concluding  soon  without  a  doubt, 

I  should  beloved  be ; 
But  soon  discover'd  with  surprise 
I  was  all  sin  wrapp'd  in  disguise, 
It  twin'd  about  my  inmost  heart, 

I  breath'd  iniquity. 

5  I  read  and  heard,  and  sought  in  vain, 

I  pray'd  and  pray'd,  and  pray'd  again, 

And  gave  my  soul  to  grief; 
Thro'  the  wild  woods  1  rov'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  all  in  vain,  to  home  return'd, 
And  set  me  down,  alas  I  cry'd, 

For  me  there  's  no  relief  ! 

6  I  ask'd  the  men  of  faith  to  pray, 
That  God  would  take  my  sins  away, 

And  bid  my  sorrow  cease  ; 
But  no  deliverance  could  1  find, 
I  thought  to  woe  I  was  consign'd, 
That  therefore  God  refus'd  their  prayer, 

Nor  gave  my  spirit  ease. 

7  Others  around  me  did  proclaim, 
The  vict'ries  of  the  slaughter'd  Lamb, 

Redeeming  them  from  death  ; 
They  talk'd,  and  cry'd  and  bless'd  his  name, 
Because  he  bore  their  sin  and  shame, 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVF.RSir-N,  T7 

And  bow'd  for  them,  beneath  the  load 
Of  God's  tremendous  wrath. 

8  Their  songs  of  joy  grieved  my  scul, 
Billows  of  woe  did  o'er  me  roll, 

I  thought  my  soul  was  lost ; 
My  pray'rs  were  sin,  my  tears  were  vile. 
My  heart  was  full  of  hellish  guile, 
From  bad  to  worse  I  thus  went  on, 

'Till  all  my  hope  was  lost. 

9  Thus  frantic,  fit  to  tear  my  hair, 
Just  on  the  verge  of  keen  despair, 

I  laid  me  down  to  die. 
When  unexpected  Jesus  came, 
Reveal'd  his  love,  and  seald  his  name 
On  my  poor  heart,  and  freely  gave 

My  soul  the  victory. 

10  His  righteousness  on  me  he  plac'd, 
My  worthless  soul  by  sin  disgrac'd, 

He  made  with  glory  shine  : 
My  rebel-heart  with  love  he  broke, 
He  made  me  freely  take  his  yoke, 
O  may  I  bear  it  with  delight, 

His  service  is  divine. 

CCXXV.   (8,  7.) 

Despair  brightened  by  Hope. 

1  "OOOR  mourning  soul !  in  deep  distress. 

1      Just  waken'd  from  a  slumber, 
Who  wanders  in  sin's  wilderness, 

One  of  the  condemn'd  number  ; 
The  thunder  roars  from  Sinai's  mount, 

Fills  him  with  awful  terror, 
And  he  like  nought  in  God's  account, 

Alldrown'd  with  grief  and  sorrow. 

2  Oh  !  woe  is  me  that  I  was  born, 

Or  after  death  have  being ; 
Fain  would  I  be  some  earthly  worm, 

Which  has  no  future  being  : 
Or  had  1  dy'd  when  I  was  young; 

O  what  would  I  have  given  ! 
U  2  * 


178  CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

Then  might  with  babes,  my  little  tongue, 
Been  praising  God  in  heaven. 

3  But  now  may  I  lament  my  case, 

Just  worn  away  by  trouble, 
From  day  to  day  I  look  for  peace, 

But  find  my  sorrows  double  : 
Cries  Satan,  "desp'rate  is  your  state, 

Time's  been  you  might  repented, 
But  now  you  see  it  is  too  late. 

So  make  yourself  contented." 

4  How  can  I  live  !  how  can  I  rest  ! 

Under  this  sore  temptation  : 
Fearing  the  day  of  grace  is  past ; 

Lord  hear  my  lamentation  ! 
For  I  am  weary  of  my  life, 

My  groans  and  bitter  crying, 
My  wants  are  great,  my  mind 's  in  strife, 

My  spirit 's  almost  dying. 

>  Without  relief  I  soon  shall  die, 

No  hope  of  getting  better, 
Show  pity,  Lord,  and  hear  the  cry, 

Of  a  distressed  sinner  ; 
For  I'm  resolved  here  to  trust, 

At  thy  foot-stool  for  favour, 
Pleading  for  life,  t/io'  death  be  just, 

Make  haste  Lord  to  deliver  ! 

5  "Come  hungry,  weary,  naked  soul, 

For  such  1  ne'er  reiected  ; 
My  righteousness  sufficient  is, 

Fho'  you  have  long  neglected  ; 
Come  weary  souls,  for  right  you  have. 

I  am  such  soul's  protector, 
My  honour  is  engag'd  to  save 

All  under  this  character." 
'  "  I  come  to  seek,  I  come  to  save, 

I  come  to  make  atonement, 
I  liv'd,  I  dy'd,  laid  in  the  grave, 

To  save  you  from  the  judgment ;" 
By  faith  my  glorious  Lord  I  sec, 

O  how  it  doth  amaze  me  ! 


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To  see  him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
From  hell  and  death  to  raise  me. 

8  O  !  who  is  this  that  looketh  forth, 

Bright  as  the  blooming  morning, 
Fair  as  the  moon,  clear  as  the  sun  ? 

Jesus  is  so  adorning  : 
Jesus  hath  cloth'd  my  naked  soul, 

O  he  for  me  has  died  ! 
And  now  I  may  with  pleasure  sing, 

My  wants  are  all  supplied 

9  Lord  give  me  grace  to  spend  my  days, 

In  living  to  thy  honour, 
And  not  be  found  in  sinners'  ways, 

Acting  to  thy  dishonour  ; 
But  let  my  life  devoted  be 

To  Jesus  Christ,  my  Saviour, 
And  Glory  to  the  sacred  Three, 

All  glory  now  and  ever  ! 

CCXXVI.  (5's.) 

•         The  Humble  Beggar. 

1  ~T\  EAR  Jesus  here  comes, 
JLr   And  knocks  at  thy  door, 
A  beggar  for  crumbs, 
Distressed  and  poor, 

Blind,  lame,  and  forsaken, 
All  roll'd  in  his  blood, 
At  length  overtaken, 
When  running  from  God. 

2  To  ask  children's  bread, 
I  durst  not  presume, 
Yet  Lord,  to  be  fed 
Witn  fragments  I've  come, 
Some  crumbs  from  thy  table, 
O  let  me  obtain  ; 

For  lo  !  thou  art  able 
My  wants  to  sustain. 

3  I  own  I  deserve, 
No  favour  to  see, 


180  CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION 

So  lone;  did  I  swerve, 
And  wander  from  thee, 
Till  brought  by  affliction 
My  follies  to  mourn, 
Now  under  conviction, 
To  thee  I  return. 

4  Great  God,  my  desert 
Is  nothing  but  death  ! 
And  hence  to  depart, 
Forever  in  wrath  ; 
Yet  still  to  the  city 
Of  refuge  I  fly, 

0  let  thine  eye  pity  ! 
Since  Jesus  did  die  ! 

5  And  since  thou  hast  said 
"Thou  wilt  cast  out  none," 
Who  fly  to  thy  aid, 

As  sjnners  undone, 

Here  Lord,  tho'  in  honest 

Condemned  to  die, 

Yet  on  this  sweet  promise 

1  humbly  apply.  • 

6  I  cannot  depart, 
Dear  Jesus  nor  yield, 
'Till  feels  my  poor  heart, 
This  promise  fulfill 'd, 
That  I  may  forever 

A  monument  be, 

To  praise  the  sweet  Saviour 

Of  sinners  like  me. 

CCXXVII.   (7,  6.) 

Christian  Experience. 

1   1^1  OME  all  ye  weary  Pilgrims, 
vV  Who  feel  your  need  of  Christ, 
Surrounded  by  temptations, 
And  by  the  world  despis'd  ; 
Attend  to  what  I'll  tell  you, 
My  exercise  I'll  shew, 
And  then  you  may  inform  me 
If  it  be  so  with  you. 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION.  181 

Long  time  I  liv'd  in  darkness. 
Nor  saw  my  dang'rous  state, 
And  when  I  was  awaken'd 
I  thought  it  was  too  late  : 
A  lost  and  helpless  sinner, 
Myself  I  plainly  saw, 
Expos'd  to  God's  displeasure, 
Condemned  by  his  law. 

I  thought  the  brute-creation 

Was  better  off  than  I, 

I  spent  my  days  in  anguish  ; 

In  pain  and  misery  : 

Thro*  deep  distress  and  sorrow, 

My  Saviour  led  me  on, 

Reveal'd  to  me  his  kindness, 

When  all  my  hopes  were  gone. 

When  first  I  was  deliver'd, 
I  hardly  could  believe 
That  I  so  vile  a  sinner, 
Such  favours  should  receive  ; 
Altho'  hj£  solemn  praises 
Were  flowing  from  my  tongue, 
Yet  fears  were  oft  suggested, 
That  yet  I  might  be  wrong. 

But  soon  these  fears  were  banish'd 

And  tears  began  to  flow, 

That  I  so  vile  a  sinner, 

Should  be  beloved  so  : 

I  thought  my  trials  over, 

And  all  my  troubles  gone, 

And  joy,  and  peace,  and  pleasure, 

Should  be  my  lot  alone. 

But  now  I  find  a  warfare, 
Which  often  bends  me  low, 
The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan, 
They  do  beset  me  so  : 
Can  one  who  is  a  Christian, 
Have  such  a  heart  as  mine  ? 
I  fear  I  never  witness'd 
Th'  effects  of  love  divine. 


182  CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

7  I  find  I'm  often  backward, 
To  do  my  Master's  will, 
Or  else  I  want  the  glory 
Of  what  I  do  fulfil. 

In  duties  I  feel  weakness, 

And  oftentimes  I  find 

A  hard  deceitful  spirit, 

And  wretched  wandering  mind. 

8  Sure  others  do  not  feel 
What 's  often  felt  by  me, 
Such  trials  and  temptations, 
Perhaps  they  never  see  : 
For  I'm  the  chief  of  sinners, 
I  freely  own  with  Paul ; 
Or  if  1  am  a  Christian, 

I  am  the  least  of  all. 

9  And  now  I  have  related 
What  trials  1  have  seen, 
Perhaps  my  brethren  know  what 
Such  sore  temptations  mean  ; 
I've  told  you  of  my  conflicts, 
Believe  my  friends  'tis  true, 

And  now  you  may  inform  me, 
If  it  be  so  with  you. 

CCXXVIII.  (L.  M.) 

The  Hiding-Placc. 

1  WJt  AIL  sov'reign  love  which  first  began 
I  J.   The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man  : 
Hail  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
Which  gave  my  soul  a  hiding-place. 

2  Against  the  God  who  rules  the  sky, 
I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high, 
Despis'd  the  mention  of  his  grace  ; 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding-place. 

3  F.n wrapt  in  sin's  Egyptian  night, 
Fonder  of  darkness  than  of  light, 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 
Secure  without  a  hiding-place. 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION.  183 

4  But  thus  eternal  counsels  ran, 

"  Almighty  love  arrest  the  man  ;'* 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  disgrace, 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding-place. 

5  Vindictive  justice  stood  in  view. 
To  Sinai's  n'ry  mount  I  flew  ; 

But  justice  cry'd,  with  frowning  face, 
"  This  mountain  is  no  hiding-place." 

6  At  length  a  heavenly  voice  1  heard, 
And  mercy  for  my  soul  appear'd, 
Which  lea  me  on  with  smiling  face, 
To  Jesus  Christ  my  hiding-place 

7  Should  storms  of  sev'nfold  thunder  roll, 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 
No  storm  can  change  my  happy  case, 
Since  Jesus  is  my  hiding-place. 

8  On  him  Almighty  vengeance  fell, 

Which  might  have  crush 'd  a  world  to  hell ; 
He  bore  it  for  his  chosen  race  ; 
And  so  became  their  hiding-place. 

9  A  few  more  rolling  scenes,  at  most, 
Will  land  my  soul  on  Canaan's  coast, 
Where  I  shall  sing  a  song  of  grace, 
Safe  in  my  glorious  hiding-place. 

CCXXIX.  (L.  M.)  Double. 

Miss  Hataieay,s  Experience. 

1  VTOUNG  women  all  I  pray  draw  near, 

1.    Listen  awhile  and  you  shall  hear, 
How  sin  and  Satan  both'  did  tiy, 
To  land  my  soul  in  misery. 
I,  like  the  rest  of  human  kind, 
Was  born  in  sin,  both  deaf  and  blind, 
And  as  my  days  advane'd  I  grew  * 
The  more  debas'd  and  form'd  for  woe  ! 

2  No  greater  crimes  did  I  commit, 
Than  thousands  do  delight  in  yet ; 
That  heinous  sm  call'd  civil  mirth, 
God  threatens  with  his  dreadful  wrath. 


184  CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION 

I  oftentimes  to  church  did  go 

My  beauty  and  fine  clothes  to  show  ; 
About  my  soul  I  took  no  thought, 
Christ  and  his  grace  to  me  were  nought. 

3  Full  eighteen  years  around  did  roll, 
Before  I  thought  of  my  poor  soul  ; 
Which  makes  me  shudder  when  I  think. 
How  near  I  stood  upon  the  brink  ! 

At  length  I  heard  a  Baptist  preach. 
His  words  into  my  heart  did  reach  ; 
He  said,  "I  must  be  born  again, 
If  ever  heav'n  I  would  obtain." 

4  To  keep  the  law  I  then  was  bent, 
But  found  I  fail'd  in  etery  point ; 
The  law  appear'd  so  just  and  true, 
Not  one  good  duty  could  I  do. 

In  silent  watches  of  the  night, 
I  went  in  secret,  where  1  might, 
Upon  my  knees  pour  out  my  grief, 
And  pray  to  God  for  some  relief. 

5  My  uncle  said,  "don't  look  so  dull, 
Come  go  with  me  to  yonder  ball  ; 
I'll  dress  you  up  in  silk  most  fine, 
And  make  you  heir  of  all  that 's  mine.* 
Dear  uncle  that  will  never  do, 

It  only  will  augment  my  woe  ; 
Nor  can  I  think  true  bliss  to  win, 
If  I  shall  still  add  tin  to  sin. 

6  "  Well  if  you  are  resolv'd  to  turn, 
And  after 'silly  babblers  run, 
None  of  my  portion  you  shall  have, 
I  will  it  to  some  other  leave." 

I  am  resolv'd  to  seek  the  Lord, 
Perhaps,  he  may  his  help  afford, 

0  help  me  mourn  my  wretched  case, 
For  I  am  lost  without/m" grace! 

7  Just  in  this  great  extremity, 
As  almost  helpless  I  did  lie, 

1  thought  1  heard  a  small  still  voice 
Cry  out  M  Rise  up  in  me  rejoice." 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION.  185 

Then  to  my  mind  one  did  appear, 
Wounded  by  whip,  and  nail,  and  spear, 
Bearing  my  sin,  a  mighty  load, 
That  I  might  be  a  child  of  God. 

8  Immediately  my  soul  did  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies ; 
1  count  all  earthly  things  but  loss, 
And  glory  in  my  "Saviour's  cross  : 
I  see  none  but  the  Lord  himsf  If, 
Can  save  a  soul  from  sin  and  death  : 
And  since  he  was  bv  John  baptiz'd, 
I'll  follow  him  tho'  I'm  despis'd. 

9  I  am  dispos'd  to  serve  the  Lord, 
It  is  to  me  a  full  reward ; 

I  value  not  man's  scoffing  frown ; 

I  hope  to  wear  a  stany  crown. 

Come  all  who  know  his  works  and  ways, 

Let 's  join  to  sing  his  lasting  praise  ; 

But  I  must  strive  to  praise  him  best, 

I've  run  so  deep  in  debt  to  grace. 

CCXXX.   (ll's.) 

The  Sinner's  Pedigree. 

1  "YTE  people  who  wonder   at  me  and  my 

J_  ways,  [always 

Who  censure,  and  judge,  and  condemn  me 

If  you  will  but  hear,  and  believe,  I'll  relate, 

My  names  and  adventures,  and  my  present 

state. 

2  I  came  from  the  loins  of  the  first  sinner  man, 
Though  born  so  far  from  him,  yet  like  him  I 

am, 
And  unto  his  mis'ries,  contract'd  by  the  fall, 
Was  born  heir  at  law,  'twas  entail'd  on  us 

all. 

3  My  father  a  bankrupt  was  tum'doutof  door, 
And  1  from  his  loins  came  a  debtor  and  poor  ; 
The  contract  he  broke  was  to  him  and  his 

heirs, 
And  thus  my  first  name  to  be  sinner  appeals. 


186  CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

4  My  surname  to  sinner,  was  dark,  dead,  and 

blind,  [sign'd : 

Yea  helpless,  condemn'd,  and  to  prison,  con- 
A  pris'ner  of  hope,  who  had  freedom  to  rove, 
To  seek  for  a  friend   who   a   sinner  could 

love. 

5  And    wand'ring   alone   in   my   own   native 

sphere,  [elsewhere, 

I  heard  a  strange  voice,  saying,  "  Get  ye 
"  Leave  kindred  and  country,  and  come  after 

me, 
"  And  thou  a  salvation  most  glorious  shalt 

see." 

6  No  person  I  saw,  but  the  voice  I  obey'd, 
Not  knowing  by  what,  or  whereunto  led  : 
Till  one  to  the  eyes  of  my  mind  did  appear, 
All  bloody  and  wounded,  with  whips,  nail 

and  spear. 

7  1  soon  did  perceive  by  his  carriage  and  form, 
'Twas  Jesus  the  Saviour  with  out-stretched 

arm ; 
Who  scatter'd  my  fears  and  remov'd  all  my 

guilt, 
And  bid  me  rejoice  in  his  blood  forme  spilt. 

8  And  now  like  a  travelling  pilgrim  I'm  bound, 
To  the  holy  land  where  true  joys  may  be 

found  ; 
My  soul's  resolution  is  never  to  faint, 
Till  through  dissolution  the  pilgrim's  a  saint. 

9  A  race  I  am  running,  and  hope  to  obtain  ; 
The  world  and  the  flesh  may  oppose  me  in 

vain ; 
Between  ev'ry  heat  I  get  cordials  of  grace : 
Which  giant-like  make  me    rejoice  in  the 

race. 

10  A  wrestler  I  am  and  my  combatants  be 
Not  flesh  and  blood  only  from  which  1  could 

flee : 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION.  187 

But  spirits  invisible,  wicked  and  high, 
Which  I  must  e'er  conquer  or  certainly  die. 
Ill  wrestle,  I  strive,  I  fight,  and  1  run  ; 
O  may  I  ne'er  yield  till  the  battle  is  won  ! 
But  through  the  Lamb's  blood  more  than 

conqueror  prove, 
And  triumph  at  last  in  the  haven  of  love. 

CCXXXI.  (8,8,  6.) 

The  proud  Complainer  humbled. 

1  T  SET  myself  against  the  Lord, 
X.  Despis'd  his  Spirit  and  his  word, 

And  wish'd  to  take  his  place  : 
It  vex'd  me  so  that  I  must  die, 
\nd  perish  too  eternally, 

Or  else  be  sav'd  by  grace. 

2  Of  ev'ry  preacher  I'd  complain  : 

One  spoke  through  pride,  and  one  for  gain, 

Another's  learning  small. 
One  spoke  too  fast,  and  one  too  slow, 
One  pray'd  too  loud,  and  one  too  low  ; 

Another  had  no  call. 

3  Some  walk  too  straight  to  make  a  show, 
While  others  far  too  crooked  go ; 

And  both  of  these  I  scorn  : 
Some  odd,  fantastic  motions  make, 
Some  stoop  too  low,  some  stand  too  straight, 

No  one  is  faultless  born. 

4  With  no  professor  could  I  join, 

Some  dress'd  too  mean,  and  some  too  fine, 

And  some  would  talk  too  long : 
Some  had  a  tone,  some  had  no  gift, 
Some  talk'd  too  slow,  and  some  too  swift, 

And  all  of  them  were  wrong. 

5  I  thought  they'd  better  keep  at  home, 
Than  to  exhort  where'er  they  come, 

And  tell  us  of  their  joys  : 
They'd  better  keep  their  garden  free 
From  weeds,  than  to  examine  me, 

And  vex  me  with  their  noise. 


188  CONVICTION   ANL)  CON  V  KKSION. 

6  Kindreds  and  neighbours  too  are  bad, 
And  no  true  friend  is  to  be  had  : 

My  rulers  too  are  vile. 
But  I  at  Length  was  brought  to  see, 
The  faults  did  mostly  lie  on  me, 

And  had  done  all  the  while. 

7  The  horrid  load  of  guilt  and  shame, 
Being  conscious  too  I  was  to  blame, 

Did  wound  my  frighted  soul  ; 
I've  sinn'd  so  much  against  my  God, 
I've  crouch'd  so  low  beneath  his  rod, 

How  can  I  be  made  whole  ? 

8  ()  !  Christ's  free  love,  a  boundless  sea  • 
What !  to  expire  for  wretched  me  ? 

Yes  !  'tis  a  truth  divine. 
My  heart  did  melt,  my  soul  o'er- run 
With  love,  too  see  what  God  had  done 

For  souls  so  vile  as  mine. 

9  Now  I  can  hear  a  child  proclaim 
The  joyful  news,  and  praise  the  name 

Of  Jesus  Christ  my  King  : 
I  know  no  sect — Christians  are  one  ; 
With  my  complaints  I  now  have  done, 

And  God's  free  grace  I  sing. 

CCXXXII.  (8,  8,  «,) 
The  Love  of  Christ  recounted. 

I  TTNCLEAN  !  unclean  !  and  full  of  sin  » 
\J    From  first  to  last,  O  Lord,  I've  been, 

Deceitful  is  my  heart  : 
Guilt  presses  down  my  burden'd  soul, 
But  Jesus  car.  the  waves  controul, 
And  bid  my  fears  depart. 
I  When  first  I  heard  his  word  of  grace, 
Ungratefully  1  hid  my  face, 

Ungratefully  delay'd  : 
At  length  his  voice  more  pow'rful  canr  e, 
"  'Tis  I,"  he  cried,  "  I  still  the  same, 
Thou  need'st  not  be  afraid." 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION.  *89 

3  My  heart  was  chang'd  in  that  same  hour 
My  soul  confess'd  his  mighty  pow'r 

Out  How'd  the  briny  tear  : 
I  listen'd  still  to  hear  his  voice — 
Again  he  said,  "  In  me  rejoice, 

"  'Tis  I,  thou  need'st  not  fear." 

4  "  Unworthy  of  thy  love,"  I  cried  : 
"Freely  I  love,"  he  soon  replied, 

"  On  me  thy  faith  be  staid  : 
"  On  me  for  ev'ry  thing  depend, 
"I'm  Jesus  still,  the  sinner's  friend, 

"  Thou  need'st  not  be  afraid." 

CCXXXIII.   (11,8.) 

The  Experience  of  J.  M. 

1  TN  sin's  howling  waste,  my  poor  soul  was 
JL         forlorn, 

And  loved  the  distance  full  well, 
When  grace,  on  the  wings  of  the  dove  to  me 
borne, 
Did  snatch  me,  the  fire-brand  of  hell. 

2  O  how  shall  I  praise, — shall  I  glorify  him, 

Who  bore  with  my  manners  long  time, 
And  waited  with  patience  to  save  me  from 
sin, 
And  made  his  long-suffering  ?hine  ! 

3  Six  years  had  completed  their  rcund,  when  I 

saw, 
My  soul  was  in  danger  of  wrath  ; 
He  then  with  the  cords  of  his  goodness  did 
draw, 
And  kept  me,  and  held  me  from  death. 
1  1  sought  him  by  pray'r,  and  desir'd  to  know, 
His  favour  to  Christians  most  free; 
But  still  I  inclined  to  sin  as  I  grew. 
And  wish'd  him  conformed  to  me. 

5  Entic'd  by  my  comrades  I  oft  went  astray, 

And  grieved  and  vexed  my  soul ; 
I  then  would  resolve,  and  go  often  to  pray, 
But  could  not  mv  passions  controul. 


190  CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

6  So  making  and  breaking  resolves  1  went  on, 

And  sinning  and  praying  bv  times, 
Till  fifteen  full  years  had  their  numbers  sent 
on, 
Nor  mourned  but  actual  crime. 

7  Alarmed  more  fully,  I  call'd  on  the  Lord, 

And  wonder'd  I  could  not  attain  : 
I  pray'd,  and  I  heard,  and  I  searched  his 
word, 
But  found  all  my  efforts  in  vain. 

8  The  evil  of  sin  I  was  then  brought  to  view  ; 

The  fountain  of  nature  broke  forth  ; 
I  thought  that  I  quickly  with  hell's  trembling 
crew, 
Should  sink  into  oceans  of  wrath. 

9  I  wished  to  change  with  the  beasts  of  the 

4eld, 
My  state  with  the  trees  of  the  wood  ; 
My  soul  lay  in  sin,  and  with  anguish  was 
fill'd, 
Because  it  was  unlike  to  God. 

10  The  way  of  salvation  I  saw  through  the 

Lamb, 
Who  yielded  his  life  on  the  tree  ; 
Most  just  unto  God,  and  sufficient  to  man, 
From  sin,  and  from  wrath  to  set  free. 

11  For  others,  I  saw  this  salvation  by  grace, 

And  envy'd  their  happier  state ; 
But  fear'd  that  this  plan  would  not  answei 

my  case, 
Although  'twas  stupendously  great 

12  When  seventeen  years  and  six  months  hac 

gone  round, 
And  sundry  good  promises  had, 
Where  sin  did  abound,  grace  did  much  more 

abound, 
And  I  was  in  Jesus  made  glad. 

13  I  calmly  sojourned,  and  praised  his  name, 

Who  precious  to  me  did  appear; 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION.  191 

Believing,  I  ventur'd  his  kingdom  to  claim, 
And  serv'd  him  with  trembling  and  tear. 
14  Believing,  I  hop'd,  and  I  lov'd,  and  I  liv'd, 
Have  halted  along  to  this  day  : 
And  surely  the  goodness  which  I  have  re- 
ceiv'd, 
Will  help  to  the  end  of  the  way. 

CCXXXIV.  (L.  iM.) 

The  Experience  of  the  Philosopher. 

1  X  WALK'D  abroad  one  morning  fair, 
J.   When  odours  sweetly  balm'd  the  air, 
And  birds  their  artless  notes  did  sing 

To  welcome  in  the  cheerful  spring. 

2  Surveying  nature  all  around, 

The  scene  with  wonder  did  abound  : 

But  while  my  ravish'd  eyes  were  charm'd, 

An  inward  voice  my  soul  alarm'd. 

3  "  Could  you  all  nature  comprehend, 

*'  You'd  better  learn  to  know  your  end  ; 
"  These  beauties  which  you  now  survey, 
"  Will,  like  yourself,  soon  pass  away. 
I  "But  death  is  not  alone  your  doom, 
"  To  judgment  you  must  shortly  come  ; 
"  When  hills  and  valleys  all  are  fled, 
"  Where  will  you  hide'your  guilty  head  in 

5  Black  horrors  seiz'd  my  frighted  soul, 
Billows  of  woe  did  o'er  me  roll ; 

I  fell  and  almost  lost  my  breath  ; 

I  thought  I  soon  should  sink  in  death. 

6  The  little  birds  from  spray  to  spray, 
Were  hymning  praises  all  the  day, 
In  artless  anthems  to  their  God, 
While  I  lay  weltering  in  my  blood. 

7  Thus  trembling  o'er  a  gulf  I  lay, 
But  dar'd  not  move  my  lips  to  pray , 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  trampled  on  a  Saviour's  blood. 


192  CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

8  To  my  amazement  and  surprise, 
1  saw  a  cloud  descend  the  skies, 
And  in  the  midst  a  fairer  One, 
Than  any  of  the  sons  of  men. 

9  His  curled  locks  were  snowy  white, 
His  garments  far  exceeded  light, 
The  sun  grew  pale  before  his  face, 
His  feet  were  like  to  burnish *d  brass. 

10  He  spake,  and  brightness  shone  around. 
He  said,  "  I  have  a  ransom  found  ; 

"  I  bought  your  pardon  on  the  tree, 
"  And  come  to  set  the  pris'ner  free." 

11  My  heart  rebounded  like  a  roe, 
And  glory  in  my  soul  did  flow  ; 

My  sins  were  gone,  and  I  was  free — 
My  Saviour  liv'd  and  died  for  me. 
1 1  I  leap'd  and  shouted  out  aloud, 
And  long'd  for  wings  to  reach  the  cloud-* 
T'  embrace  my  Saviour  in  my  arms, 
And  gaze  forever  on  his  charms. 

CCXXXV.  (C.  M.) 

The  successful  Resolve. 

1  riOMK  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
\J   A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest, 

And  make  this  last  resolve. — 

2  •'  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

"  Hath  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 
"  I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
"  Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

"  And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 

'*  I'll  tell  hnn  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

•'  Without  his  sov 'reign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

"  Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives  ; 
"  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
"  And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 


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5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

"  Perhaps  will  hear  my  pray'r; 
"  But  if  I  perish  I  will  pray, 
"  And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go — 

"  I  am  resolv'd  to  try  ; 
"  For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
"  I  must  for  ever  die." 

second  part. — Res/ionswe. 

1  TJ  ESOLVING  thus,  I  entered  in, 
m\   Though  trembling  and  depress'd  ; 
I  bow'd  before  the  gracious  King, 
And  all  my  sins  confess'd. 
*2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  grace, 
Sat  smiling  on  his  brow  ; 
He  turn'd  to  me  his  glorious  face, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'erflow. 

3  He'held  the  sceptre  out  tome, 

And  bade  me  touch  and  live ; 
I  touch'd,  and  (O  what  mercy  free  !) 
He  did  my  sins  forgive. 

4  I  touch'd,  and  liv'd,  and  learn'd  to  love, 

And  iriumph'd  in  my  God ; 

I  sat  my  heart  on  things  above, 

And  sang  redeeming  blood. 

5  Come  sinners  griev'd,  with  sins  distress'd. 

And  ready  to  despair, 
Take  courage,  though  with  guilt  oppress'd, 
Jesus  still  answers  pray'r. 

6  Come  enter  in  with  cheerful  haste ; 

You  may  his  glory  see, 
You  may  his  richest  mercy  taste- 
He  has  forgiven  ME. 


o 


CCXXXVI.  (L.M.) 

Humble  Pleading!, 

GIVE  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mourn  ; 
My  sins  which  have  thy  body  torn  : 


194         CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

Give  mc  with  broken  heart  to  see 
Thy  last  tremendous  agony. 

2  O  could  1  gain  the  mountain's  height, 
And  gaze  upon  that  bleeding  sight  ! 
O  that  with  Salem's  daughters  1 
Might  stand  and  see  my  Saviour  die  ! 

3  I'd  smite  upon  my  breast  and  mourn, 
And  never  from  the  cross  return  ; 
I'd  weep  o'er  an  expiring  God, 

And  mix  my  tears  with  JesW  blood. 

4  I'd  hang  upon  his  breast  and  cry, 
Lord  save  a  soul  condemn'd  to  die  ! 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  Father  of  mercies,  drop  thy  frown, 
And  let  me  shelter  in  thy  Son  : 

O  !  with  my  earnest  suit  comply, 
And  give  me  Jesus  or  I  die. 

6  O  Lord  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Only  relieve  me  of  my  guilt ; 
Good  Lord  !  in  mercy  hear  me  cry, 
And  give  me  Jesus  or  I  die  ! 

7  Shew  pity,  Lord,  and  send  relief 
To  a  poor  sinner  drown'd  in  grief, 
Who  has  no  plea  to  bring  him  nigh — 
Lord,  save  a  soul  condemn'd  to  die  ! 

8  Didst  thou  not  send  thy  Son  to  die 
For  guilty  worms  who  pine  and  cry  .* 
O  !  let  the  vilest  now  come  nigh — 
Lord,  save  a  soul  condemn'd  to  die  ! 

CCXXXVII.  (L.  M.) 

T/te  Penitent  venturing. 

1  "OITY  a  helpless  sinner,  Lord, 

Jl     Who  would  believe  thy  gracious  word  , 
But  own  my  heart  with  shame  and  grief, 
A  mass  of  sin  and  unbelief. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  house  I  read  there  \s  room, 
And  vent'ring  hard,  behold  I  come  ; 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

But  can  there,  tell  me,  can  there  be, 
Amongst  thy  children,  room  for  me'/ 

3  For  sinners,  Lord,  thou  cam'st  to  bleed 
And  I'm  a  sinner  vile  indeed  ! 
Lord  I  believe  thy  grace  is  free ; 
O  magnify  that  grace  in  me. 

CCXXXVIII.  (S.  M.)  Norwich. 

Confession  and  Forgivenest. 

1  Tk/fY  sorrows  like  a  flood, 
XtA  Impatient  of  restraint, 
Into  thy  bosom,  O  my  God  ! 

Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 

2  This  impious  heart  of  mine 

Could  once  defy  the  Lord, 
Could  rush  with  vilence  on  to  sin, 
In  presence  of  thy  sword. 

3  How  often  have  I  stood 

A  rebel  to  the  skies, 
And  yet,  and  yet,  ()  matchless  grace  • 
Thy  thunder  silent  lies. 

4  O,  shall  I  never  feel 

The  meltings  of  thy  love  ? 
Am  I  of  such  hell-harden'd  steel, 
That  mercy  cannot  move  ? 

5  O'ercome  by  dying  love, 

Here  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 
And  throw  my  flesh,  my  soul,  my  a_ 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  die. 

6  "  Rise,"  says  the  Saviour,  "  rise  ! 

11  Behold  my  wounded  veins  ! 
"  Here  flows  a  sacred  crimson  flood, 
"To  wash  away  thy  stains." 

7  See,  God  is  reconcil'd  ! 

Behold  his  smiling  face  ! 
Let  joyful  cherubs  clap  their  wings, 
And  sound  aloud  hi*  grace. 


196  CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

CCXXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

Humble  pleadings  under  conviction. 

1  T   ORD  !  with  a  griev'd  and  aching  heart. 
JLi  To  thee  I  look,  to  thee  I  cry  ; 
Supply  my  wants,  and  ease  my  smart : 
Oh,  help  me  soon,  or  else  I  die. 

2  Here,  on  my  soul  a  burden  lies  ! 
No  human  power  can  it  remove  : 
My  num'rous  sins  like  mountains  rise  : 
Do  thou  reveal.thy  pard'ning  love. 

3  Break  off  these  adamantine  chains; 
From  cruel  bondage  set  me  free ; 
Rescue  from  everlasting  pains ; 

And  bring  me  safe  to  heav'n  and  thee. 

CCXL.  (L.  M.) 

The  tame. 

1  T> EHOLD  a  sinner,  dearest  Lord, 
_D  Encoung'd  by  thy  gracious  word, 
Would  venture  near  to  seek  that  bread. 
By  which  thy  children  here  are  fed. 

i  J3o  not  the  humble  suit  deny, 
Of  such  a  guilty  wretch  as  I ; 
But  let  me  feed  on  crumbs,  though  small, 
Which  from  thy  bounteous  table  fall. 

3  I  am  a  sinner,  Lord,  I  own  ; 
By  sin  and  guilt  I  am  undone ; 
Yet  will  I  wait,  and  plead,  and  pray. 
Since  none  are  empty  sent  away. 

CCXLI.  (S.  M) 

The  Pool  ofRzthesda. 

1  |3  ESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 
13   Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  time  to  time  my  helpless  soul 

Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 

The  healing  waters  move  ; 
And  others  round  me  stepping  in, 
Their  efficacy  prove  ? 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION.  19? 

3  But  my  complaints  remain  : 

I  feel  the  very  same  : 
And  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, 
As  when  at  first  I  came. 

4  O,  would  the  Lord  appear 

My  malady  to  heal  ; 
He  knows  how  long  I've  languish 'd  here, 

And  what  distress  I  feel. 
[5  How  often  have  I  thought, 

Why  should  I  longer  lie  ? 
Surely  the  mercy  I  have  sought 

Is  not  for  such  as  I  ? 

6  But  whither  can  I  go  ? 

There  is  no  other  pool 
Where  streams  of  sov'reign  virtue  flow 
To  make  a  sinner  whole.] 

7  Here,  then,  from  day  to  day, 

I'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  try  ; 
Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  suffer  him  to  die  ? 

5  No — he  is  full  of  grace  ; 

He  never  will  permit 
A  soul  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 

CCXLII.  (C.  M.j 

Faith  fulfilling  the  Law. 

1  VM7"HEN  from  the  precepts  to  the  cross 

▼  T     The  humble  sinner  turns, 
His  brightest  deeds  he  counts  but  dross, 
And  o'er  his  vileness  mourns. 

2  God  on  the  table  of  his  heart, 

Inscribes  his  love  and  fear  ; 
He  loves  the  law  in  ev'ry  part, 
But  takes  no  refuge  there. 

3  Thus  gospel,  law,  and  justice  too, 

Conspire  to  set  him  free  ; 
Reflect,  my  soul,  admire  and  view, 
What  God  hath  done  for  thee. 


198  CONVICTION  AND  CONVKKSION. 

CCXLIII.  (S.  M.)  Double. 

Mis/tent  Mercies  lamented. 

1   i"4UITK.  weary,  near  to  faint, 
^\y  I  my  hard  lot  deplore — 

I  would  myself  with  (»od  acquaint, 

But  'tis  not  in  my  pow'r  ; 
I  know  my  dang'roua  state, 

'  7'/.v  carnal,  sold  to  sin  ; 
Corrupt,  impure,  degenerate, 

Have  all  my  doings  been. 
\i  How  many  precious  days, 

Have  I  mispent  and  lost, 
Lov'd  to  frequent  unholy  ways, 

And  made  of  sin  my  boast  ? 
Alas  !  those  days  are  gone, 

Those  golden  days  are  o'er  ; 
The  gospel  here,  that  lately  shone, 

Perhaps  may  shine  no  more. 
$  ()!  whither  shall  I  fly, 

If  God  hath  me  forsook  ? 
To  whom,  or  where  for  mercy  cry, 

Or  where  for  refuge  look  ? 
How  shall  I  meet  the  Lord, 

Or  how  his  anger  bear, 
When  I  shall  see  his  flaming  sword. 

And  banner  in  the  air  ? 

4  When  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

The  dead  to  life  shall  come, 
And  all  the  nations  underground, 

Shall  rise  to  know  their  doom  ? — 
When  time  shall  have  an  end, 

When  Jesus  on  a  cloud, 
Shall  with  his  angel  host  descend, 

And  with  the  trump  of  God  ? 

5  O  Lord  my  crimes  forgive, 

If  I  may  be  forgiven, 
And  with  thy  chosen  in*1  receive, 

When  thoushalt  come  from  heav'n 
Sparc  me,  in  mercy  spare, 

()  !  wash  and  make  me  clean, 


CONVICTION   AND  CONVKRSION.  199 

And  fit  me  for  the  day  when  here, 
I  shall  no  more  be  seen. 

6   And  when  I'm  dead  and  gone, 
May  I  in  glory  be, 
To  sing  in  strains  till  then  unknown — 
Thy  lovely  face  to  see  ; 

0  may  1  bear  some  part, 
With  the  redeemed  raee, 

And  play  upon  a  golden  harp 
Thy  well-deserved  praise. 

CCXUV.   (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

Ba'timeut,  or  a  convicted  Sinner  begging. 

I    O IN FLJL,  and  blind,  and  poor, 
^  And  lost  without  thy  grace, 
Thy  mercy  1  implore, 

And  wait  to  see  thy  face  : 
Rigging  1  sit  by  the  way  side, 
And  long  to  know  thee  crucih  d. 

*  Jesus  attend  my  cry, 

Thou  son  of  David  hear, 
If  now  thou  passest  by, 

Stand  still  and  call  me  near; 
The  darkness  from  my  heart  remove, 
And  show  me  now  thy  pard'ning  love. 

CCXLV.  (L.  M.) 

The  Pool  ofRethesiia. 

I    I  WOW -long,  thou  faithful  God,  shall  I, 

1  1  Here  in  thy  ways  forgotten  lie  f 
When  shall  the  means  of  healing  be 
The  channels  of  thy  grace  to  me  ? 

7  Sinners  on  ev'ry  side  step  in, 

And  wash  away  their  pain  and  sin  ; 
Hut  I,  an  helpless,  sin-sick  soul, 
Siill  lie  expiring  at  the  pool. 

*  Thou  eov'nant  Angel,  swift  come  down, 
l'o-day  thine  own  appointments  crown ; 
I'hy  pow'rinto  the  means  infuse, 

«\.nd  give  them  now  their  sacred  use. 


200  CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION. 

4  Thou  seest  me  lying  at  the  pool — 

I  would,  thou  know'st  I  would,  be  whole ; 
Oh,  let  the  troubled  waters  move, 
And  minister  thy  healing  love. 

CCXLV1.   (C.  M.) 

The  -worth  of  the  Soul  contrasted  with  the  world. 

1  T   ORD,  shall  we  part  with  gold  for  dross, 
XJ  With  solid  good  for  show  ? 

Outlive  our  bliss,  and  mourn  our  loss 
In  everlasting  woe  ? 

2  Let  us  not  lose  the  living  God 

For  one  short  dream  of  joy  ; 
With  fond  embrace  cling  to  a  clod, 
And  fling  all  heaven  away. 

3  Vain  world,  thy  weak  attempts  forbear ; 

We  all  thy  charms  defy  ; 
And  rate  our  precious  souls  too  dear 
For  all  thy  wealth  to  buy. 

CCXLVII.  (C.  M.) 

The  Omniscience  oj  God,  and  Mediation  of  Christ 

1  |~1  REAT  God,  though  from  mvself  coii- 
\J        ceal'd, 

Thou  seest  my  inward  frame  ; 
To  thee  I  always  stand  reveal'd, 
Exactly  as  I  am. 

2  Since,  therefore,  I  can  hardly  bear 

What  in  myself  I  see ; 
How  vile  and  black  must  I  appear, 
Most  holy  God  to  thee  ? 

3  But  since  my  Saviour  stands  between, 

In  garments  dy'd  in  blood, 
Tis  he,  instead  of  me  is  seen 
When  I  approach  to  God. 

4  Thus,  tho'  a  sinner,  I  am  safe ; 

He  pleads  before  the  throne 

His  life  and  death  in  my  behalf, 

And  calls  my  sins  his  own. 


CONVICTION  AND  CONVERSION.  201 

3  What  wond'rous  love,  what  mysteries, 
In  this  appointment  shine  ! 
My  breaches  of  the  law  are  his, 
And  his  obedience  mine. 

CCXLVIII.  (C.  M.) 

The  Penitent  imploring  Mercy. 

1  T  ORD  at  thy  feet  in  dust  I  lie, 
I J  And  knock  at  mercy's  door  ; 
With  humble  heart  and  weeping  eye, 

Thy  favour  I  implore. 

2  On  me,  ()  Lord,  do  thou  display 

Thy  rich,  forgiving  love  ; 

O  take  my  heinous  guilt  away, 

This  heavy  load  remove. 

3  Without  thy  grace,  I  sink  opprest 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell  ; 
O  give  my  troubled  spirit  rest, 
And  all  my  fears  dispel. 

4  'Tis  mercy,  mercy,  I  implore, 

O  may  thy  bowels  move : 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store, 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 

CCXLIX.  (L.  M.) 

Blessed  are  they  that  mourn. 

1  VMT'HY,  mourning  soul,  why   flow  these 

?  T  tears  ? 

Why  thus  indulge  thy  doubts  and  fears  ? 
Look  to  thy  Saviour  on  the  tree, 
Who  bore  the  !oad  of  guilt  for  thee. 

2  Then  cease  thy  sorrows,  banish  grief, 
Though  thou  of  sinners  art  the  chief; 
The  wounds  that  make  poor  sinners  grieve, 
Are  heal'd  when  they  in  Christ  believe. 

3  Whom  Jesus  wounds,  he  wounds  to  heal — 
O  'tis  a  mercy  thus  to  feel ; 

There  's  none  can  mourn  while  dead  in  sin ; 
Thine  are  the  marks  of  life  within. 
I  2 


202  BKLIKVKKS'  BAI'Tl 

4  He  of  good  cheer,  on  him  rely  ; 
Hell  pass  thy  great  transgressions  by; 
And  guide  thee  safely  by  his  hand, 
Till  thou  shalt  reach  fair  Canaan's  land 

CCL.  (L.  M.)  Williamstown. 

A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardtii. 

1  CI  HEW  pity,  Lord  ;  ()  Lord  forgive  ; 

0  Let  a  repenting  sinner  live  : 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May. not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  pow'r  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  ev'ry  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  : 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace; 
Lord  should  thy  judgments  grow  severe, 

1  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 
J  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 

Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 


BELIEVERS-  BAPTISM. 


CCLl.  (10,  11.) 

The  Word,  a  fiule  of  Faith  and  Practice. 


i   %"OU  captives  restor'd,  and  saints  of  the 

1  rd,  [word. 

Who  follow  the  Lamb,  and  ate  led  by  his 


BKLIKVKRS'  3APTISM.  203 

Let \s  .cad  it  and  sec,  if  we  can  agree, 
And  pray  for  his  Spirit  our  leader  to  be. 

2  Well  read  it  aright,  and  pray  for  a  sight, 
Of  each  gospel  duty,  and  in  it  delight; 
And  is  it  your  case,  through  rich  and  fre« 

grace, 
That  you  are  secure  in  a  Saviour's  embrace  * 

3  And  do  you  enquire,  with  earnest  desire, 
To  know  what  the  Lord  of  his  servants  re- 
quire ? 

His  Spirit  and  word  directions  afford  ; 
Let 's   search    for  our  duty  and  follow  the 
Lord. 

4  We'll    follow   him   down    to    Jordan's    fair 

stream,  [blaspheme ; 

And  tread  in  his  footsteps,  though   sinners 
From  Galilee,  he  did  travel  we  see, 
To  Jordan,  and  on  its  banks  bended  his  knee. 

6  Thus  cheerfully  bent,  with  the  herald's  con 
sent,  [went  . 

And  straightway  down    into  the  water  he 
See  here  what  a  brave  example  we  have, 
Behold  him  immers'd  in  a  watery  grave. 

6  And  herein  we  see,  bless'd  Saviour  that  he 
Came  out  of  the  water  in  miracles  three  : 
The  heavens  were  rent,  the  Spirit  was  sent, 
The  voice  of  the  Father  proclaimed  consent. 

7  This  stoop  of  our  Lord,  we  have  on  record, 
Then  pray  let  us  always  take  heed  to  his 

word  : 

Although  Zion's  foes  will  dare  to  oppose, 
We'll  follow  the  Lamb  wherever  he  goes. 

8  Alchough  Zion  cries,  ere  long  she'll  arise, 
Above  the  blue  curtains  inthe  higher  skies, 
Where  angels  do  stand,  and  wait  the  com- 
mand, 

To  meet  OS  and  guide  us  to  Jehus'  right  hand. 


204  believers'  baptism. 

CCLII.  (8's.) 

Christ's  Baptism  by  John  our  Exumplc. 

1  "I  N  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 
JL  Immersing  the  repenting  Jews; 
The  Son  of  God  the  rite  demands, 

Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse  : 
Jesus  descends  beneath  the  wave, 
The  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 

2  Wonder,  ye  heav'ns  !  your  Maker  lies 

In  deeps  conceal'd  from  human  view, 
Ye  saints  behold  him  sink,  and  rise, 

A  fit  example  this  for  you  : 
This  sacred  record,  while  you  read, 
Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 

3  But,  lo  !  from  yonder  opening  skies, 

What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  spread ! 
Dove-like  th'  eternal  Spirit  rlies, 

And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head ; 
Amaz'd  they  see  the  pow'r  divine, 
Around  the  Saviour's  temples  shine. 

4  But  hark,  my  soul,  hark  and  adore  ! 

What  sounds  are  those  that  roll  along, 
Not  like  loud  Sinai's  awful  roar, 

But  soft  and  sweet  as  Gabriel's  song  ! 
"This  is  my  well-beloved  Son, 
"  I  see  well  pleas'd  what  he  hath  done." 

5  Thus  the  eternal  Father  spoke, 

Who  shakes  creation  with  a  nod  : 
Through  parting  skies  the  accents  broke, 

And  bid  us  hear  the  Son  of  God  : 
O  hear  the  awful  word  to-day, 
Hear,  all  ye  nations,  and  obey  ! 

CCLIII.   (8,  7.) 

The.  Humble  invited  to  imitate  Christ. 

1    O  UMBLE  souls  who  seek  salvation 
JUL    Thro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
Hear  the  voice  of  Revelation, 
Tread  the  path  that  Jesus  trod. 


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Flee  to  him  your  only  Saviour, 

In  his  mighty  name  confide  ; 
In  the  whole  of  your  behaviour, 

Own  him  as  your  Sov'reign  guide. 

2  Hear  the  bless'd  Redeemer  call  you. 

Listen  to  his  gracious  voice  : 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice; 
Jesus  says,  "Let  each  believer 

"  Be  baptized  in  my  name  :" 
He  himself  in  Jordan's  river. 

Was  immers'd  beneath  the  stream. 

3  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay  ; 
Gladly  his  command  embracing, 

Lo  !  your  captain  leads  the  way  : 
View  the  rite  with  understanding ; 

Jesus'  grave  before  you  lies ; 
Be  interr'cl  at  his  commanding, 

After  his  example  rise. 

CCLIV.   (8,  8,  6.) 

Thus  it  becometh  us,  &c. 

i  F¥lHUSit  became  the  Prince  of  grace, 
J_    And  thus  should  all  the  favour'd  race 

High  heav'n's  command  fulfil ; 
For  that  the  condescending  God, 
Should  lead  his  followers  through  the  flood, 
Was  heav'n's  eternal  will. 

2  'Tis  not  as  led  by  custom's  voice, 

We  make  these  ways  our  favour'd  choice, 

And  thus  with  zeal  pursue  : 
No ;  heav'n's  eternal  sovereign  Lord 
Has,  in  the  precepts  of  his  word, 

Fiiijoin'd  us  thus  to  do. 

3  And  shall  we  ever  dare  despise 
The  gracious  mandate  of  the  skies, 

Where  condescending  heav'n, 
To  sinful  man's  apostate  race, 
In  matchless  love  and  boundless  grace, 

His  will  reveal'd  has  giv'n  ? 


206  believer's  baptism. 

4    Thou  everlasting  gracious  King, 
Assist  us  now  thy  grace  to  sing, 

And  still  direct  our  way, 
To  these  bright  realms  of  peace  and  rest, 
Where  all  th'  exulting  tribes  are  bless'd 

With  one  great  choral  day. 

CCLV.  (P.  M.) 

Christ  the  Christian's  Exemplcr. 

1  TJ" AIL  sacred  Saviour  !  Prince  of  Light, 
JJL  With  joy  we  hail  thy  humble  flight, 
Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky — 

We  view  thee  in  a  manger  : 
The  eastern  sages  there  appear, 
Directed  by  a  blazing  star. 

Come  saints  draw  nigh, 
See  him  lie, 
Join  the  cry, 
"Born  to  die." 
Behold  the  darling  Son  of  God, 
Now  in  the  world  a  stranger. 

2  But  see  him  soon  rise  like  the  noon, 
Surrounded  by  a  mixed  throng  ; 

His  friends  delighted  with  his  charms, 

But  enemies  confounded  : 
To  mark  the  path  of  duty,  he 
Did  march  on  foot  from  Galilee  : 

()  hear  him  say, 

"  I'm  the  Way," 

While  you  may, 

Don't  delay — 
Behold  him  leave  the  wat'ry  tomb, 
With  dazzling  light  surrounded ! 

3  On  Jordan's  banks,  mcthinks  I  see 
My  Jesus  kneel  and  pray  for  me : 
For  this  I  would  his  name  adore, 

And  sing  with  pleasing  rapture  : 
Come  on,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 
And  follow  Jesus  through  the  flood : 


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Through  ice  and  snow 
You  must  go; 
As  you  know 
'Twill  be  so. 
Wherever  Jesus  leads  his  friends, 
The  world  and  sin  to  capture. 
4  With  joy  thy  footsteps  here  we  trace, 
In  hopes  to  see  thy  smiling  face, 
Not  as  in  sad  Gethsemane, 

But  as  thou  reign'st  in  glory ; 
Come  animate  our  hearts  to  sing, 
While  willing  converts  here  we  bring 
Behold  them  come, 
To  thy  tomb, 
Make  them  room — 
Guide  them  home. 
When  all  together  we  shall  meet, 
And  tell  the  pleasing  story. 

CCLVI.   (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

The  descent  of  the  Dove  in  Baptism. 

1  "l^ESCEND,  celestial  Dove, 

JLr  And  make  thy  presence  known ; 
Reveal  our  Saviour's  love, 

And  seal  us  for  thine  own  , 
Unbless'd  by  thee,  our  works  are  vain  ; 
Nor  can  we  e'er  acceptance  gain. 

2  When  our  incarnate  God, 

The  sov'reign  Prince  of  light, 
In  Jordan's  swelling  flood 

Receiv'd  the  holy  rite, 
In  open  view  thy  form  came  down, 
And,  dove-like,  flew  the  King  to  crown. 

3  The  day  was  never  known, 

Since  time  began  its  race, 
On  which  such  glory  shone, 

On  which  was  shown  such  grace, 
As  that  which  shed,  in  Jordan's  stream, 
On  Jesus'  head  the  heav'nly  beam. 

4  Continue  still  to  shine, 

And  fill  us  with  thy  fire ; 


208  BELIEVERS    BAPTISM. 

This  ordinance  is  thine, 

Do  thou  our  souls  inspire  ! 
Thou  wilt  attend  on  all  thy  sons, 
"  Till  time  shall  end,"  thy  promise  runs. 


CCLVII.  (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

Encouragement  to  be  Baptized. 

1  "  M7HY  tarriest  thou,  arise 

▼  ▼     And  be  baptiz'd"  strightway  ! 
This  institution  prize, 

O  come  without  delay  ; 
Since  Jesus  has  thy  sins  forgiven, 
This  is  the  way  that  leads  to  heaven. 

2  This  is  the  way  he  trod, 

He  bow'd  beneath  the  stream  ; 
The  great  eternal  God 

Did  not  account  it  mean  ; 
But  loud  proclaim'd  "this  is  my  Son, 
And  I'm  well  pleas'd  with  what  he  'sdone.* 

8  Down  from  the  upper  skies 

Descends  the  peaceful  Dove, 
To  Jesus'  head  he  flies, 

His  conduct  to  approve  : 
Thus  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  too, 
Unite  to  teach  us  what  to  do. 

4  Could  you  have  seen  that  man 

Who  shed  his  precious  blood, 
And  John  the  Baptist  stand 

In  Jordan's  rolling  flood, 
Then  seen  him  plung'd  beneath  the  wave, 
An  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 

5  How  quickly  would  you  move, 

Beneath  the  flowing  strand, 
To  follow  him  you  love 

In  this  his  great  command  ! 
Then,  O  believer,  haste  away 
And  be  baptiz'd  without  delay  ! 


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CCLVIII.  (C.  M.j 

Love  to  Christ  constrains  to  Obedience. 

1  "TkEAK  Lord,  and  will  thy  pard'mng  love 
\3   Embrace  a  wretch  so  viie  I 

Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 
And  bless  me  with  thy  smile  ? 

2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endur'd, 

And  all  its  shame  despis'd  ? 
And  shall  I  be  asham'd,  C)  Lord, 
With  thee  to  be  baptiz'd  ? 

3  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 

In  Jordan's  swelling  flood, 
And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed, 

That 's  worthy  of  a  God  ? 
i  Dear  Lord,  the  ardour  of  thy  love 

Reproves  my  cold  delays," 
And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 

In  thy  delightful  ways. 

CCLIX.  (C.  M.) 

Christ's  Example  worthy  of  Imitation, 

1  nnHUS  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd 

J_    In  Jordan's  swelling  flood, 
To  show  he  must  be  soon  baptiz'd, 
In  tears,  and  sweat,  and  blood. 

2  Thus  was  his  sacred  body  laid, 

Beneath  the  yielding  wave  ; 
Thus  was  his  sacred  body  rais'd, 
Out  of  the  liquid  grave. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obey, 

In  thy  own  footsteps  tread, 
Would  die,  be  buried,  rise  with  thee, 
Our  e\  er  living  head. 

CCLX.   (L.  M.) 

Baptism  representing  the  Death  and  Rcsur-cction  of  Ofirisf 

1   T  ORD,  to  this  fountain  we  repair, 
JUk  Our  love  by  duty  to  declare  : 
' Tis  thus  the  folTwersof  the  Lamb, 
Their  faith  and  love  to  him  proclaim. 


210  nKLIEVERS'  BAPTISM. 

2  They,  in  these  waters  deeply  laid, 
Show  him  as  suffering  in  their  stead  : 
And  rising  from  this  wat'ry  grave, 
They  show  his  glorious  power  to  save. 

3  Thus  we  proclaim  our  faith  in  him, 
As  rising  from  this  yielding  stream  : 
And  show  by  this  deserted  grave, 
The  pow'r  of  Christ  from  death  to  save, 

4  ()  may  we  hence  proclaim  abroad 
The  honour  of  our  Saviour  God  ! 
And  wear  his  liv'ry  and  renown, 
And  thus  our  high  profession  crown. 

CCLXI.  (C.  M.) 

Baptism  urged  from  the  command  of Chrut . 

1  T|ESPlSh  me  not,  my  carnal  friends, 
_Lr   Lest  you  despise  my  Lord  ; 

He  bids  me  in  the  water  go, 
And  I'll  obey  his  word. 

2  Christ  is  the  Bishop  of  my  soul  : 

He  meekly  did  appear 
In  Jordan's  stream,  and  was  baptiz'd 
By  John  his  harbinger. 

3  And  shall  I  now  refuse  to  do 

What  he  's  enjoin'd  on  me  ? 
No — I'll  through  grace  the  cross  forego^ 
And  his  disciple  be. 

4  The  wat'ry  grave  I  have  in  view, 

It  bids  me  hasten  in  : 
To  all  the  world  I  bid  adieu, 
To  rise  with  Christ  my  King. 

5  In  thee,  my  Lord,  I  put  my  trust, 

With  all  I  have  or  own — 
Hoping  that  thou  wilt  raise  this  dust, 
To  praise  thee  on  the  throne. 

CCLXII.   (C.  M.) 

11  Hinder  me  not.'3 

I  TN  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 
_L  My  journey  I'll  pursue; 


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Hinder  me  not,  ye  much-lov*d  saints. 
For  1  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead. 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  heil  oppose. 

3  Through  duty,  and  through  trials  too, 

I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home. 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
Hinder  me  not,  come  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 

CCLXIII.  (S.M.) 

Tlie  Duty  in  Baptism  urged. 

1  "    4  RISE  and  be  baptiz'd, 

J\.  And  wash  away  thy  sin  ;" 
The  Christian  soul  is  here  advis'd, 
T'  obey  her  Lord  and  King. 

2  You  must  your  Lord  obey, 

Or  crucify  afresh  ; 
Therefore  arise  without  delay, 
Nor  parley  with  the  flesh. 

3  For  if  you  know  his  will, 

And  do  not  it  perform, 
The  cross  will  grow  more  heavy  still— - 
Perhaps  you'll  grow  lukewarm. 

4  Arise  and  be  baptiz'd, 

And  wash  away  your  sin  ; 

If  you  in  heart  are  "circumeis'd, 

The  act 's  a  pleasant  thing. 

CCLXIV.  (C.  M.) 

A  Prayer  for  Baptized  persons 

1  T7*  TERN AL  God,  now  smile  on  those, 
JLi    Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  publicly  declar'd 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 


212  believers'  baptism 

2  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance 
And  run  the  Christian  race  ; 
And  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

CCLXV.  (L.  M.) 

The  Committion. 

1  ^HHWAS  tne  commission  of  our  Lord  ; 

L     "  Go  teach  the  nations  and  baptize 
The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 

2  He  sits  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 

With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  sends  hiscov'nant  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  heathen  lands. 

3  "  Repent,  and  be  baptiz'd,"  he  saith, 

"  For  the  remission  of  your  sins  :" 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shows  us  what  his  gospel  means. 

4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 

As  water  makes  the  body  clean  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Descends  like  purifying  rain. 

CCLXV*.  (L.  M.) 

Believers  burie  I  in  Bnptirm. 

1  T"kO  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
JLf  That  we  are  bury'd  with  the  Lord ; 
Baptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 

Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death ' 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  nnse, 

And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 

3  No  more  iet  sin  or  Satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  flesh  again  ; 
The  various  lusts  we  scrv'd  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 


CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES.  213 

CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 


CCLXVII.  (P.  M.) 

Rejoicing  in  Divine  Union, 

1  £  1(  )\IE  saints  and  sinners  hear  me  tell 
\J  The  wonders  of  ImmanuK, 

Who  snatch'd  me  from  a  bu.ning  hell, 
And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dwell 
To  dwell  in  sweetest  union. 

2  When  Jesus  from  his  throne  on  high, 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie, 

He  look'd'cn  me  with  pitying  eye, 
And  said  to  me,  as  he  pass'd  by, 
"  With  God  you  have  no  union." 

3  This  information  made  me  cry, 
I  strove  salvation  hard  to  buy, 
And  with  my  teal's  to  satisfy  ; 

I  look'd  this  way  and  that  to  fly, 
For  still  I  lack'd  this  union. 

4  But  when  depress'd  and  lost  in  sin, 
Mv  dear  Redeemer  took  me  in, 

And  with  his  blood  he  wash'd  me  clean, 
Ann  O  what  seasons  I  have  seen, 
Since  first  I  felt  this  union. 

5  I  prais'd  the  Lord  both  night  and  day, 
And  went  from  house  to  house  to  pray, 
And  if  I  met  one  in  the  wav, 
Something  I  always  found  to  say 

About  this  heavenly  union. 

6  O  come  ye  lukewarm,  come  away, 
And  learn  to  do  as  well  as  say, 

And  hear  your  cross  from  dav  to  day, 
And  mind  to  walk  the  narrow  way, 
And  then  you'll  feel  this  union. 

7  I  wonder  that  the  saints  don't  sing, 
And  nr  ake  the  hills  and  vallies  ring, 


214  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

With  loud  hosannas  to  their  King, 
Who  sav'd  their  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
And  brought  about  this  union. 

8  We  soon  shall  leave  these  climes  below, 
And  ev'ry  scene  of  pain  and  woe  ! 

We  all  shall  then  to  glory  go  ! 
And  there  we'll  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
And  join  in  perfect  union. 

9  Come  heav'n  and  earth  unite  your  lays, 
And  give  Jehovah-Jesus  praise  : 

And  thou  my  soul  look  up  and  gaze, 
He  bleeds,  he  dies,  thy  debt  he  pays  ! 
To  give  thee  heav'nly  union. 

10  ()  were  I  like  an  angel  found, 
Salvation  through  the  earth  I'd  sound, 
The  devil's  kingdom  to  confound, 

I'd  triumph  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
And  spread  this  glorious  union. 

CCLXVIII.  (L.  M.) 

Rejoicing  in  Hope  of  Glory. 

1  i~"|  MAY  I  worthy  prove  to  see 
\J    The  saints  in  full  prosperity, 
To  see  the  bride,  the  glittering  bride, 
Close  seated  by  her  Saviour's  side. 

The  Chorus. 
And  T Using  Glory,  Glory, 
And  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

2  C)  may  I  find  some  humble  seat, 
Beneath  my  dear  Redeemer's  feet  5 
A  servant,  as  before  he 's  been, 

I'll  sing  salvation  to  my  King. 

3  I'm  glad  that  I  am  born  to  die, 
From  grief  and  woe  my  soul  shall  fly  ! 
Bright  angels  shall  convey  me  home, 
Away  to  th'  new  Jerusalem. 

4  I'll  praise  him  while  he  gives  me  breath, 
I  hope  to  praise  him  after  death, 


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I  hope  to  praise  him  when  I  dief 
And  shout  salvation  as  I  fly  ! 

5  Farewell  vain  world,  I'm  going  home, 
My  Jesus  smiles,  and  bids  me  come  ; 
Sweet  angels  beckon  me  away, 

To  sing  God's  praise  in  endless  day. 

6  I  soon  shall  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  resign  my  breath  : 
()  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell 

"  My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well." 

7  I  soon  shall  hear  the  awful  sound, 

"  Awake  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 
Arise  and  drop  your  dying  shrouds, 
And  meet  King  Jesus  in  the  clouds." 

8  When  to  the  blessed  world  I  rise, 
And  join  the  anthems  round  the  skies, 
Of  all  the  notes  there,  this  shall  swell, 
"  My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well." 

9  Then  shall  I  see  my  blessed  God, 
And  praise  him  in  his  bright  abode, 
My  theme  to  all  eternity, 

Shall  Glory,  Glory,  Glory,  be. 


CCLXIX.  (8,  7.) 
Extatic  Praises. 

1  Tl  RIGHT  scenes  of  glory  strike  my  sense,, 
MJ   And  all  my  passions  capture, 
Eternal  beauty  round  me  shines, 

Infusing  warmest  rapture ; 
I  dive  in  pleasures  deep,  and  full, 

In  swelling  waves  of  glory, 
And  feel  my  Saviour  in  my  soul, 

And  groan  to  tell  my  story. 

2  I  feast  on  honey,  milk,  and  wine, 

And  drink  perpetual  sweetness, 
Mount  Zion's  odours  through  me  roll 
While  Christ  unfolds  his  greatness  : 


216  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISE*. 

No  mortal  tongue  can  speak  my  joys, 

Nor  can  an  angel  tell  them, 
Ten  thousand  times  surpassing  all 

Terrestrial  worlds  of  emblem. 

3  Mv  captivated  spirits  fly 

Through  shining  worlds  of  beauty, 
Dissolv'd  in  blushes  then  I  cry, 

In  praises  loud  and  mighty  ; 
Here  will  I  sit,  and  swell  the  theme 

Ot  harmony,  delighted  ! 
And  with  the  millions  learn  the  notes 

Of  saints,  in  Christ  united. 

4  The  bliss  that  rolls  through  those  above, 

Through  those  in  glory  seated, 
Which  causes  them  loud  songs  to  sing, 

Ten  thousand  times  repeated, 
Darts  through  my  soul  with  radiant  bearat> 

Constraining  loudest  praises, 
Overwhelming  all  my  powers  with  joy, 

While  all  within  me  blazes. 

5  When  earth  and  seas  shall  be  no  more, 

And  all  their  glory  perish, 
When  sun  and  moon  shall  cease  to  shine. 

And  stars  at  midnight  languish  : 
Mvjoys  refin'd  shall  brighter  shine, 

Mount  heaven's  radiant  glory, 
And  tell  through  one  eternal  day, 

Love's  all  immortal  story. 

CCLXX.  (C.  M.)  Double. 

The  Love  of  Christ  U  better  than  (Fine, 

1  1LM  V  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 
IT JL  My  spirit  doth  rejoice 
In  God  my  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

I  hear  his  joyful  voice  : 
I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joys, 

I  have  a  feast  at  home, 
My  sighs  are  turned  into  songs. 

The  Comforter  is  come. 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  <2\7 

Down  from  above,  the  blessed  Dove, 

Is  come  into  my  breast, 
Witness  of  God's  eternal  love, 

This  is  my  heavenly  feast . 
This  makes  me  abba  father  cry, 

With  confidence  of  soul ; 
This  makes  me  cry,  my  Lord,  my  God, 

And  that  without  controul. 

There  is  a  stream  which  issues  forth 

From  God's  eternal  throne  ; 
And  from  the  Lamb  a  living  stream, 

Clear  as  a  crystal  stone  : 
This  stream  doth  water  Paradise, 

It  makes  the  angels  sing, 
One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart, 

Thence  all  my  joys  do  spring. 

Such  joys  as  these  unspeakable, 

And  full  of  glory  too  ! 
Such  hidden  manna,  hidden  pearls  ! 

As  worldlings  do  not  know  ; 
Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

"From  fancy  'tis  conceal'd, 
What  thou,  Lord,  hast  laid  up  for  thine, 

And  hast  to  me  reveal'd. 

I  see  thy  face,  I  hear  thy  voice, 

I  taste  thy  sweetest  love, 
My  soul  doth  leap,  but  O  for  wings ! 

The  wings  of  Noah's  dove  : 
Then  would  I  fly  far  hence  away, 

And  leave  this  world  of  sin, 
Then  would  my  Lord  put  forth  his  hand, 

And  kindly  take  me  in. 

Then  would  my  soul  with  angels  feast, 

On  joys  that  ever  last ; 
Refined,  full  and  always  sweet, 

Delighting  to  the  taste. 
Bless'd  be  my  God,  the  God  of  joys, 

Who  gives  me  here  a  crumb, 
And  fills  my  soul  with  earnest  hope 

'Till  1  arrive  at  home. 
K 


218  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

CCLXXl  (L.  M.) 

Troubles  ending  in  Gltry. 

1  |~\  BRETHREN,  we  are  going  on, 
\J  To  join  the  holy,  hymning  throng, 
Of  angels  bright,  and  saints  that  shine, 
Enrob'd  in  righteousness  divine. 

Chorus. 

And  we'll  sing  glory,  glory, 

And  shout  the  Lamb  who  came  to  die, 

And  gave  to  us  the  victory — 

And  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

2  We're  now  oppress'd  with  various  doubt, 
We've  fears  within,  and  foes  without ; 
Through  hosts  of  devils  now  we  fight, 
But  then  we'll  join  the  saints  in  light. 

3  Dur  suffering  time  will  soon  be  o'er, 
We'll  sin,  and  grieve,  and  doubt  no  more  ; 
But  on  that  ever  peaceful  shore, 

We'll  shout  our  trials  all  are  o'er. 

4  Our  praying  time  will  soon  be  o'er, 
We'll  join  with  them  who're  gone  before. 
To  love,  and  bless,  and  praise  the  name, 
Of  Jesus  Christ,  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

b  Our  parting  time  will  soon  be  past, 
Our  joys  will  then  for  ever  last; 
In  union  sweet  we'll  join  to  tell, 
The  love  of  dear  Immanuel. 

6  Our  preaching  time  will  soon  be  done, 
We'll  see  the  travail  of  the  Son, 
Unite  and  gather  all  in  one, 

And  march  in  splendor  to  the  throne. 

7  The  gulf  of  death  will  soon  be  cross'd, 
We'll  fear  no  more  that  we'll  be  lost : 
But  on  that  happy,  happy  shore, 
We'll  sing  and  triumph  evermore. 

8  Oh  !  this  shall  be  our  theme  above, 
When  we're  solac'd  m  unknown  love : 


JO*  AND  PRAISE.  219 

We'll  bow  around  the  golden  throne, 
And  sing  the  boundless  great  Three-One, 

9  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  days, 
We've  no  less  time  to  sing  God's  praise ; 
Eternity  is  but  begun — 

Our  praising  time  will  ever  run. 

10  Our  raptur'd  souls  are  all  on  fire, 
To  join  the  everlasting  choir  ; 

To  bear  a  part  in  that  bless'd  lay, 
Where  none  shall  ever  Amen  say. 

CCLXXII.  (L.  M.) 

The  glorious  Mystery. 

1  4  X  'TIS  a  glorious  mystery, 

"  "  That  I  should  ever  saved  be  ! 

No  heart  can  think  or  fully  tell, 

Why  God  has  sav'd  my  soul  from  hell. 

2  Great  mystery  !  I  can't  tell  why, 
That  Christ  for  sinners  e'er  should  die ; 
But  greater  still  the  mystery, 

That  he  should  ever  die  for"  me. 

3  No  creature  can  a  reason  give, 

Why  I  wa'nt  left  in  sin  to  live  ; 

To  spend  my  days  in  guilt  and  fear, 

And  die  at  last  in  deep  despair. 

4  No  mortal  can  a  reason  find — 

' Tis  grace  most  free  and  mercy  kind ; 
O  'tis  a  glorious  mystery  ! 
And  will  be  to  eternity. 

5  O  brethren  we'll  soon  see  the  Lord, 
And  sit  around  his  sacred  board, 
To  drink  in  full  mysterious  love, 
Which  flows  in  Paradise  above. 

6  There  we  shall  see  our  Father's  face, 
And  sing  of  his  redeeming  grace, 
With  rapture  join  th'  angelic  throng, 
And  Christ  the  burden  of  the  song. 

7  With  them  the  jasper  walls  we'll  see, 
With  them  in  glory  we  shall  be  ; 


220  CHRISTIAN  EXKRCISES. 

Through  pearly  gates  we'll  enter  in, 
And  God's  eternal  praises  sing. 
8  There,  there  with  joy  we  all  shall  meet. 
In  Jesus'  glories  be  complete  ; 
Eternity  shall  roll  around, 
And  Jesus  in  the  midst  be  found. 

CCLXXIII.   (C.  M.  Chorus  8's.) 

Christian  Love  expanding  it*  Desire*. 

1  jT^UR  souls  by  love  together  knit, 
\3  Cemented,  mix'd  in  one  ; 

One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 
'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  begun  : 

Our  hearts  have  burn'd  while  Jesus  spake, 
And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire  ; 

He  stopp'd,  and  talk'd,  and  ted,  and  bless'd 
And  hll'd  th*  enlarg'd  desire. 

Chorus. 
A  Saviour  !  let  creation  sing, 
A  Savioui  !  let  all  heaven  ring  ; 
He 's  God  with  us,  we  feel  him  ours, 
His  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours  ; 
Tis  almost  done,  'tis  almost  o'er, 
We're  joining  them  who're  gone  before, 
We  soon  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  We're  soldiers  fighting  for  our  God, 

Let  trembling  cowards  fly  ; 
We  stand  unshaken,  firm,  and  fix'd, 

With  Christ  to  live  and  die : 
Let  devils  rage  and  hell  assail, 

We'll  cut  our  passage  through ; 
Though  foes  unite,  and  friends  all  fail, 

We'll  seize  the  crown  we  view. 

A  Saviour,  &c 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  fast, 

The  heav'ns  are  big  with  rain  ; 
We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  show'rs, 

And  all  the  moisture  drain  : 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows, 

Yea  pours  a  mighty  flood ; 


JOY  AND  PRAISE  22J 

(*  jweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 
.Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

A  Saviour,  &c. 
Fixn  cast  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 

O  be  thy  name  ador'd  ! 
Let  .Europe  with  her  millions  shout 

Homnnas  to  thee,  Lord  : 
Let  Aoia,  Africa  resound 

From  shore  to  shore  thy  fame  ; 
And  all  America  in  songs 
Redeeming  love  proclaim. 

A  Saviour,  &c. 
And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  set'st  thy  starry  crown  ; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 

Proclaim'd  by  thee  thy  own  ; 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 
Be  sinners  sav'd  by  grace  ; 
From  glory  into  glory  chang'd, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

A  Saviour,  &c 
CCLXXIV.  (ll's.) 

The  Children  of  Zion  invited  to  unite  in  Praise. 

i  XTE.  children  of  Zion,  who're  bound  for  the 
Jl  kingdom, 

Attune  all  your  voices  and  help  me  to  sing 
Sweet  anthems  of  praises  to  my  blessed  Jesus, 
For  he  is  my  Prophet,  my  Priest,  and  my 
King. 
\\  hen  Jesus  first  found  me,  to  hell  I  was  go- 
ing, [ruin  ; 
His  love  did  surround  me,  and  sav'd  me  from 
He  kindly  receiv'd  me,  and  from  sin  reliev'd 
me,  [sing* 
And  taught  me  aloud  his  sweet  praises  to 
2  Why  should  you  go  mourning  from  such  a 
physician,                                           [cure; 
Who  is  able  and  willing  your  sickness  to 
Come  to  him  believing — though   bad   your 
condition,                                            [sure, 
His  Father  has  promis'd  your  case  to  en- 


222  CHRISTJA.V  EXERCISES. 

My  soul  he  has  healed,  my  heart  it  rejoices, 

He  's  brought  me  to  Zion  to  join  the  glad 

voices  ; 

I'll  serve  him,  and  praise  him,  and  always 

adore  him,  [o'er. 

Till  we  meet  in  glory  where  sickness  is 

3  My  heart 'snow  in  heaven,  to  Jesus  ascended, 

i'm  bound  to  set  forward,  to  th'  mark,  for 
the  prize  ; 
And  when  my  temptations   and   trials  arc 
ended,  [shall  rise. 

On  the  wings  of  bright  seraphs  my  soul  it 
O,  Christians  !  I'm  happy  in  this  contempla- 
tion, [vation — 
My  soul  it  drinks  in  the  sweet  streams  of  sal- 
I  lone;  to  be  flying,  that  I  may  be  vying, 
With  th'  tallest  archangel  that  shouts  in 
the  skies. 

4  Cheer  up,  ye  dear  pilgrims,  fair  Canaan's 

before  you,  [ing  free  grace  : 

We'll  scale  the  high  mountain,  still  shout- 
On  Jerusalem's  bright  tower  we'll  sing  halle- 
lujah. 
And  sit  in  the  smiles  of  sweet  Jesus's  face. 
No  sorrow,  no  sighing,  no  weeping,  no  mourn- 
ing, [ing, 
To  those  who  there  enter  there  is  no  return- 
But  feasting,  and  resting,  and  for  ever  sing- 
ing                                                     [grace  : 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  who  bought   us   free 

5  My  soul,  full  of  glory,  can't  stay  here  much 

longer, 

The  angels  of  heaven  now  call  me  away  ; 

The   Spirit   of  Jesus  draws    stronger    and 

stronger —  [<!*>'■ 

My   soul  now  exults  to  behold   the  glad 

O  Christians  !  O  Christians!  O  had  you  not 

rather,  "  [ther, 

Be  shouting  in  glory  with  your  blessed  Fa- 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  223 

Where  clouds  and  temptations,  sins,  pains, 
and  vexations, 
Are  all  lost  together  in  endless  bright  day? 
£  This  moment  the  angels  are  hov'ring  around 
us,  [sweet  King. 

And  joining  with  mortals  to  praise  their 
And  waiting  for  Jesus  to  call  us  and  crown 
us, 
To  make  all  the  arches  of  heaven  to  ring. 
There,  with  our  dear  Father,  we'll  meet  one 
another,  [brother; — 

The  wife  and  the  husband,  the  sister  and 
In  the  fathomless  ocean  of  love's  sweet  emo- 
tion, 
Salvation  to  Jesus,  for  ever  we'll  sing. 

CCLXXV.   (8,  8,  6.) 

Rejoicing  in  earnest  Hope. 

1  f\  GLORIOUS  hope  of  perfect  love ! 
V.F  It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above  : 

It  bears  on  eagles'  wings  : 
It  gives  my  raptur'd  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  feast, 

With  Jesus'  priests  and  kings. 

2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 

I  stand  and  from  the  mountain's  top, 

See  all  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise, 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 

3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favour'd  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 

With  ev'ry  blessing  blest  : 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righieousjiest, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  everlasting  rest. 

4  I  have  no  sharers  of  my  heart, 
To  rob  my  Saviour  of  a  part, 

I  execrate  the  whole : 


221  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Only  betroth 'd  to  Christ  am  I, 
I  wait  his  coming  from  the  sky, 

To  wed  my  happy  soul. 
5  No  foot  of  land  do  I  possess, 
No  cottage  in  this  wilderness, 

A  poor  way-faring  man  : 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below, 
Or  only  sojourn  as  I  go. 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 
5  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up, 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  all  the  land  possess  ! 
When  shall  I  end  my  lingering  years, 
My  sorrows,  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

A  howling  wilderness  ? 
'  Now,  O  my  Joshua,  bring  me  in, 
Display  thy  grace,  forgive  my  sin, 

My  unbelief  remove : 
The  heav'nly  Canaan,  Lord,  divide, 
And  O  !  with  all  the  sanctified. 

Give  me  a  lot  of  love. 


CCLXXVI.  (8,  8,  6.) 

The  same. 

1  [¥  OW  happy  is  the  Pilgrim's  lot, 

XX   How  free  from  anxious  care  and  tho' 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear  ! 
Confin'd  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  His  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  sav'd  from  self-design, 

From  ev'ry  creature* love  : 
Bless'd  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lighten'd  of  its  load, 

And  -oeeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
And  happiness,  beyond  the  view 

Of  those,  who  basely  pant 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  225 

For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen  : 
Their  honours,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean 
I  neither  have,  nor  want. 

4  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own — 
A  stranger  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise  : 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  country  out  of  sight, 

A  country  in  the  skies. 

5  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair, 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  : 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

*  I  come  !  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heav'nly  rest ! 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end, 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast  ! 

CCLXXVII.  (U's.) 

The  Joys  of  a  Revival  long  sought. 

1  f\  HOW  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming  ot 
\_J  God,  [his  word : 
And  sought  him  by  praying  and  searching 
To    fasting   and   weeping    my   soul  it  was 

press'd, 
Nor  could  I  give  over  till  Jesus  had  bless'd. 

2  The  tokens  of  mercy  at  length  did  appear. 
According  to  promise  he  answered  pray'r, 
To  Israel,  salvation  from  Zion  doth  roll, 
And  glory  is  risen  and  beams  on  my  soul. 

3  The  good  news  of  mercy  is  spreading  abroad, 
And  sinners  are  crying  and  turning  to  God  ; 
The  tears  of  contrition  now  pour  like  a  flood, 
And  some  have  found  favour  in  Jesus's  blood. 

K  2 


226  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

\  Here  *s  more  my  dear  Jesus,  that  fall  at  ihy 
feet, 
Oppress'd  by  a  burden  enormously  great; 
O  raise  them  dear  Jesus  to  tell  of  thy  love, 
And  sing  of  thy  glory  like  angels  above. 

5  Shout  all  the  creation  below  and  above, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus's  love  ; 

Break    forth    into  singing   ye  trees  of  the 

wood, 
For  Jesus  is  bringing  lost  sinners  to  God  ! 

6  Let  all  who  have  being  rejoice  now  and  sing, 
O  God  make  the  nations  with  praises  to  ring, 
With  loud  acclamations  of  Jesus's  love, 
And  carry  us  up  to  the  city  above. 

7  We'll  wait  for  thy  chariot,  it  seems  to  draw 

near, 

0  come  my  dear  Saviour  let  glory  appear, 

1  long  to  be  singing  and  shouting  above, 
With  angels  o'erwhelm'd  in  the  ocean  of 

love. 

CCLXXVIII.  (ll's.) 

Christian  Harmony. 

1  CjWEET    singers   of  Israel,  begin   your 
^         sweet  strains, 

We'll  join  you    in    walking  through   these 

flowery  plains  : 
Your  theme  is  applauded,  and  jovial  the  lay, 
Let 's  walk  in  sweet  concert  to  eternal  day. 

2  We  came  out  of  darkness  to  dwell  in  the 

light,  [sight  : 

The  brightness  so  sparkles,  it  dazzles  our 
So  bri-ght    is  the  morning,  the  clouds  flee 

away, 
The  sun  is  now  dawning  its  eternal  day. 

3  We'll  'scend  up  the  stairs,  though  most  wind- 

ing they  be, 
Till  we  gain  the  heaven  of  highest  degree . 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  22J 

We'll  stand  in  sweet  wonder  to  view  the 

bright  ray, 
Which  'iumines  the  mountain  of  eternal  day. 

4  Religion  and  friendship  unite  heart  and  hand, 
Like  two  loving  brothers  together  we'll  stand, 
Like  well  order'd  armies  that  move  by  due 

sway, 
We'll  march  in  due  order  for  eternal  day. 

5  Built  on  the  foundation  of  Christ,  the  sure 

Rock,  [the  work  : 

With  line,  rule,  and  compass,  made  fit  for 
Like  gold,  silver,  stones,  wholly  precious  en- 
tire, [on  fire. 
We'll  stand  in  that  day  when  the  world  is 

CCLXXIX.  (8,7,7.) 

Thanksgiving  for  Redemption. 

1  "O  ANSOM'D  sinners,  sing  the  praises, 
A\  Of  your  dear  redeeming  God  : 
Hymn,  with  joy,  the  holy  Jesus, 

Who  has  purchased  you  with  blood  : 
Dwell  on  this  delightful  theme, 
Shout  the  dear  Immanuel's  name. 

2  He  the  pow'rful  word  hath  spoken, 

"  I  redeem'd  them — mine  they  are;"* 
With  that  word  the  snare  is  broken, 

Satan  struck  with  panic  fear  ! 
This  is  glorious  liberty  ; 
Christ  the  Son  hath  made  us  free. 

3  For  this  wonderful  compassion, 

(Far  surpassing  human  thought,) 
Let  us  praise  with  exultation, 

Him  who  our  salvation  wrought  ! 
Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
Worthy  thou  of  all  our  praise. 

4  O  that  worldlings  knew  our  pleasure  ! 

While  we  walk  in  Christ  the  way  ; 
We  possess  an  heavenly  treasure, 
In  an  earthly  house  of  clay  ! 


228  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

But  what  bliss  before  us  lies  ! 
Though  'tis  veil'd  beyond  the  skies. 
5  Hark!  while  angel-choirs  are  bringing 

Rapt'rous  praises  round  the  throne  ! 
Let  us  come  to  Zion  singing  : 

Their  and  our  delights  are  one  ! 
Grateful  songs  our  mutual  mirth — 
They  in  heaven,  and  we  on  earth. 

CCLXXX.  (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

The  All-sufficienre  o/ChrUt  celebrated. 

1  T>  Y  whom  was  David  taught, 
J3  To  aim  the  dreadful  blow  ; 
When  he  Goliah  fought, 

And  laid  the  Gittite  low  ? 
No  sword  nor  spear  the  strippling  took, 
But  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 

2  'Twas  Israel's  God  and  King, 

Who  sent  him  to  the  fight ; 
Who  gave  him  strength  to  sling, 

And  skill  to  aim  aright. 
Ye  feeble  saints,  your  strength  endures, 
Because  young  David's  God  is  yours. 

3  Who  order'd  Gideon  forth, 

To  storm  th'  invaders  camp, 
With  arms  of  little  worth, 

A  pitcher  and  a  lamp  ? 
The  trumpets  made  his  coming  known, 
And  all  the  host  was  overthrown. 

4  Oh  !  I  have  seen  the  day, 

When  with  a  single  word, 
God  helping  me  to  say, 

My  trust  is  in  the  Lord  : 
My  soul  has  quell'd  a  thousand  foes, 
Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 

5  But  unbelief,  self-will, 

Self-righteousness  and  pride, 
How  often  do  they  steal, 
My  weapon  from  my  side  • 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  229 

But  David's  Lord,  and  Gideon's  friend, 
Will  help  his  servant  to  the  end. 

CCLXXXI.  (11,8.) 

rfte  Praises  of  Christ. 

1  £\  THOU,  in   whose   presence   my  soul 
\J        takes  delight, 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all, 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-tide  resort  with  thy 

sheep, 
To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love, 
For  why,  in  the  valley  of  death,  should  I 
weep  ? 
Or,  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they 
see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare  if  ye've  seen 

The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone  ; 
Say  if  in  your  tents  my  Beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flocks  he  has  gone. 

5  Thou  fairest  of  women,  O  what's  thy  Be- 

lov'd, 
Above  those  around  whom  we  see  ? 
Why  charge  us  so  straitly  to  know  where 

he 's  rov'd  ? 
Declare  what  his  beauties  may  be. 

6  If  he  is  possess'd  of  more  dignify'd  charms 

Than  any  about  whom  we  know, 
We'll  turn!  with  disdain,  from  their  beauties 
and  arms, 
And  seek  him  intensely  with  you. 

7  This  is  my  Beloved — his  form  is  divine, 

His  vestment  shed  odours  around, 


230  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the 
vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

8  The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lillies  that  grow 

In  the  vales  on  the  banks  of  the  streams, 
On  his  cheeks  in  the  beauty  of  excellence 
blow, 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

9  His  voice  as  the  sound  of  a  dulcimer  sweet, 

Is  heard  through  the  shadows  of  death  ; 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfum'd  with  his  breath. 

;I0  His  lips  as  the   fountain  of  righteousness 
flow, 
And  water  the  garden  of  grace, 
From  which  their  salvation  the  (ientiles  shall 
know, 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

11  Love  sits  on  his  eye-lids  and  scatters  de- 

light, 
Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high  ; 
Their  faces  the  cherubims  veil  in  his  sight, 
And  tremble  with  fulness  of  joy. 

12  He  looks — and  ten  thousand  of  angels  re- 

joice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word ; 
He  speaks — and    eternity    filled    with    his 
voice, 
He-echoes  the  praise  of  her  Lord. 

1 3  His  vestment  of  righteousness,  who  shall 

describe  ? 
Its  purity  words  would  defile, 
The  heav'nsfrom  his  presence  fresh  beauties 

imbibe, 
And  earth  is  enrich'd  by  his  smile. 

14  Such  is  my  Heloved  in  excellence  bright, 

When  pleas'd  he  looks  down  from  above, 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  231 

Like  the  morn  when  he  breathes  from  the 
chambers  of  light, 
And  comforts  his  people  with  love. 

CCLXXXII.  (12,  11.) 

The  same. 

1  TJOSANNA  to  Jesus!  my  soul's  fill'd  with 
JjL        praises, 

Come,  O  my  dear  brethren,  and  help  me 
to  sing, 
No  theme  is  so  charming,  no  love  is  so  warm- 
ing, [wirhin. 
It  gives  life  and  comfort,   and  gladness 

2  Hosanna  is  ringing — O  how  I  love  singing  ! 
There  's  nothing  so  sweet  as  the  sound  of  his 

name : 
The  angels  in  glory  repeat  the  glad  story 
Of  love,  which  in  Jesus  is  made  known  to 
man. 

3  Hosanna  to  Jesus  !  who  died  to  save  us  : 

I'll  love  him,  and  serve  him  wherever  I 

go; 
He's  now  gone  to  heav'n,  but  the  Spirit  is 

giv'n  [low. 

To  quicken  and  comfort  his  children  be- 

4  Hosanna  forever  !  His  grace  like  a  river, 

Is  rising  and  spreading  all  over  its  banks  ; 
His  love   is   unbounded,    and    hell  is  con- 
founded, [thanks. 
And  sinners  are  drinking   and    giving  of 

5  Hosanna  to  Jesus  !  my  soul  how  it  pleases, 

To  see  sinners  crying,  and  turning  to  God  ; 
To  see  them  uniting,  is  truly  delighting, 
And  praising  for  pardon  through  Jesus's 
blood. 

6  Hosanna  is  ringing,  O  how  I  love  singing 

The  praising  of  Jesus,  and  tasting  his  iove  ! 
The  sound  goes  to  heav'n,  the  Spnitis  given  : 
It  rolls  through  my  soul  from  the  ocean 
above 


232  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

7  Hosanna  to  Jesus  !  my  soul  feels  him  precious 

In  streams  of  salvation  which  come  from. 

above  : 
My  heart  is  now  glowing,  I  feel  his  love 

flowing  [love. 

And  filling  my  soul  from  the  fountain  of 

8  Hosanna  is  ringing — the  saints  now  are  sing- 

ing, [bands : 

And  marching  to  glory,  in  bright  royal 

Come  on  my  dear  brethren,  let 's  all  go  to 

heaven,  [hands. 

For  Jesus  invites  us   with  out-stretched 

9  Hosanna  to  Jesus  !  my  soul  sweetly  rises — 

We  soon  will  attain  a  far  happier  clime, 
Where  we  will  see  Jesus,  and  dwell  on  his 
praises, 
And  with  him  in  glory  eternally  shine. 

10  Hosanna  dear  Jesus!  how  then  it  will  please 

us, 

To  bow  and  adore  the  great  Father  divine: 
The  Sfiirit  well  bless  it,  and  humbly  con- 
fess it, 

That  not  unto  us,  but  ail  glory  be  thine. 

CCLXXXIII.  (8,7,4.) 

Joining  m  Praise  with  Angels. 

1  "V/IIGHTY  God  !  while  angels  bless  thee, 
JjfJL  May  an  infant  lisp  thy  name  ? 

Lord  of  men,  as  well  as  angels, 

Thou  art  ev'ry  creature's  theme. 
Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen. 

2  Lord  of  ev'rv  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  o(  eternal  days  ! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation 
Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise. 

Hallelujah,  &c 

3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature — 

Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought ; 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  233 

For  created  works  of  power — 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought. 
Hallelujah,  Sec 

4  For  thy  providence  that  governs 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain  ; 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow  : 
Blessed  bethy  gentle  reign. 

Hallelujah,  &c 

5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  though  brightness  all  along ; 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression  : 
Who  dare  sing  that  awful  song  ! 

Hallelujah,  &c 

6  Brightness  of  thy  Father's  glory, 

Shall  thy  praise  unutter'd  lie  ? 

Fly,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence  ! 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 

Hallelujah,  &c 

7  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming  ? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  thy  lays?— 
Shame  would  cover  me,  ungrateful, 
Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise. 

Hallelujah,  &c 

8  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  woe ; 
All  to  ransom  guilty  captives : 
Flow,  my  praise,  forever  flow. 

Hallelujah,  &c. 

9  Go,  return,  immortal  Saviour  ! 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne  ; 
Thence  return,  and  reign  forever, 
Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own. 

Hallelujah,  &c 

CCLXXXIV.   (C.  M.)  Chorused. 

The  New  Jerusalem  described  and  desired. 

1    TERUSALliM,  my  happy  home, 
l3    O  how  I  long  for  thee, 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end, 
Thy  joys  when  shall  1  see. 


234  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Chorus. 

0  the  place,  the  happy  place, 
The  place  where  Jesus  is, 

The  place  where  Christians  all  shall  meet 
In  everlasting  bliss  ! 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone, 

Most  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearls, 
Thy  streets  are  pav'd  with  gold. 

3  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  greens, 

My  study  long  have  been  ; 
Such  sparkling  light,  by  human  sight, 
Hath  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious  Lord, 

Why  should  I  stay  from  thence  ? 
What  folly  'tis  that  makes  me  dread, 
To  die  and  go  from  hence. 

5  Reach  down,  reach  down  thy  arm  of  giace, 

And  cause  me  to  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

6  Jesus  my  love  to  glory 's  gone, 

Him  will  I  go  and  see ; 
And  all  my  brethren  here  below, 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

7  My  friends  I  bid  you  all  adieu  ! 

1  leave  you  in  God's  care ; 
And  if  no  more  I  here  see  you, 

Go  on,  I'll  meet  you  there. 

8  And  if  our  happiness  below 

In  Jesus  be  so  sweet, 
What  heights  of  rapture  shall  we  know, 
When  round  his  throne  we  meet. 

9  There  we  shall  meet  and  no  more  part, 

And  heav'n  shall  ring  with  praise, 
While  Jesus'  love  in  every  heart, 
Shall  tune  the  song  fret  grace. 

10  Millions  of  years  around  shall  run — 

Our  song  shall  still  go  on, 


JOY  AND  PRAISK.  235 

To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  three  in  One. 

CCLXXXV.  (C.  M.)  Double. 

Desiring  to  be  present  icith  the  Lord, 

SWEET  rivers  of  redeeming  love 
Lie  just  before  my  eves, 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  to  those  regions  rise  ; 
I'd  rise  superior  to  my  pain, 

With  joy  outstrip  the  wind, 
I'd  cross  proud  Jordan's  swelling  flood, 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 
While  I'm  imprison'd  here  below, 

In  anguish,  pain,  and  smart, 
Sometimes  those  troubles  1  forego, 

When  love  sustains  my  heart: 
In  darkest  shadows  of  the  night, 

Faith  mounts  the  upper  sky, 
I  then  behold  my  heart's  delight, 

And  would  rejoice  to  die. 
I  view  the  monster  death,  and  smile, 

For  he  has  lost  his  sting  ; 
Though  Satan  rages  all  the  while, 

1  still  in  triumph  sing  : 
I  hold  my  Saviour  in  my  arms, 

And  will  not  let  him  go, 
I'm  so  delighted  with  his  charms, 

No  other  good  I'll  know. 
A  few  more  days  or  years  at  most 

My  troubles  will  be  o'er  ; 
I  hope  to  join  the  heavenly  host, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  : 
Mv  raptur'd  soul  shall  drink  and  feast, 

In  love's  unbounded  sea; 
The  glorious  hope  of  endless  rest 

Is  ravishing  to  me. 
t)  come,  my  Saviour,  come  away, 

And  bear  me  to  the  sky, 


2.<6  CHRISTIAN  KXERCISK.S. 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay, 

Make  haste  and  bring  it  nigh  : 
I  long  to  see  thy  glorious  face, 

And  in  thine  image  shine, 
To  triumph  in  victorious  grace, 

And  be  forever  thine. 
5  Then  will  I  tune  my  harp  of  gold, 

To  my  eternal  King ; 
Through  ages  which  can  ne'er  be  told, 

I'll  make  thy  praises  ring  : 
All  hail  eternal  Son  of  God  ! 

Who  dy'd  on  Calvary, 
Who  bought  me  with  his  precious  blood, 

From  endless  misery. 
7  Ten  thousand  thousand  join  in  one, 

I'o  praise  th'  eternal  three, 
Prostrate  before  the  blazing  throne, 

In  deep  humility  ; 
They  raise  and  tune  their  harps  of  gold, 

And  join  th'  immortal  choir, 
Through  ages  that  can  ne'er  be  told 

They'll  raise  his  praises  higher. 
R  Salvation  in  sweet  purling  streams, 

Through  Canaan's  land  doth  roll, 
Proceeding  from  the  throne  of  God, 

To  soothe  the  pilgrim  soul  : 
Ten  thousand  thousand  gli  t'ring  crowns 

All  set  with  diamonds  bright, 
And  there  my  smiling  Jesus  reigns, 

Who  is  my  heart's  delight. 


CCLXXXVI.  (10's.) 

Worldly  Treaturet  lott  in  the  Joyful  Hope  if  the  True. 

(\  TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain 
F         store  ! 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  is  now  o'er: 
A  country  I've  found  where  true  joys  abound, 
And  to  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  happy 
giound. 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  237 

2  No  mortal  doth  know,  what  Christ  will  be- 

stow, 
What  life,  strength,  and  comfort !  go  after 

him  go. 
Lo  onward  I  move,  to  see  Christ  above, 
None  guesses   how   wond'rous   my  journey 

will  prove. 

3  Great  spoils  I  shall  win,  from  death,  hell,  and 

sin ; 
'Midst  outward  affliction   shall   feel  Christ 

within  ; 
And  stiil,  which  is  best,  I  in  his  dear  breast,. 
As  at  the  beginning,  find  pardon  and  rest. 
*  When  I  am  to  die,  receive  me,  I'll  cry, 
For  Jesus  has  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why; 
But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  join'd, 
He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind. 
%  This  blessing  is  mine,  thro'  favour  divine, 
And,   O  my  dear  Jesus,  the  praise  shall  be 

thine  ; 
In  heav'n  we'll  meet,  in  harmony  sweet, 
And  glory  to  Jesus  !  we'll  then  be  complete. 

CCLXXXVII.  (8,  7.) 

Zion  is  Defended  and  Supplied. 

1  pi  LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
\X  Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 

fie  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode  ; 

On  the  rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  * 

With  salvation's  v/all  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See  !  the  streams  of  living,  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove  ; 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  ? 


2o8  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 
5  Round  each  habitation  hov'ring, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear  ! 
For  a  glory  and  a  cov'ring, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near  : 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day  ; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

4  Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

VVash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood  ! 
Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on, 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God 
'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 

Over  self  to  reign  as  kings, 
And  as  priests — his  solemn  praises 

Each  for  a  thank-off 'ring  brings. 

5  Saviour,  if  of  Zion's  city, 

I  through  grace  a  member  am, 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  thy  name  : 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleasure, 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show  ; 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure, 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

CCLXXXVIII.  (7,  6.) 

The  Joyjul  Pilgrim  bound  to  Canaan. 

1  |^1  GOD  morning,  brother  Pilgrim, 
\JK  What  !  bound  for  Salem's  coasts  * 
Let 's  march  for  new-Jerusalem, 

To  join  the  heav'nly  hosts  : 
Pray  wherefore  are  you  smiling, 
While  tears  run  down  your  face  ? 
We  soon  shall  cease  from  toiling, 
And  reach  that  happy  place. 

2  To  Canaan's  coast  we'll  hasten, 
To  join  the  heav'nly  throng, 
Hark  !  from  the  bank  of  Jordan, 
How  sweet  the  pilgrim- song  ! 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  239 

Their  Jesus  they  are  viewing, 

By  faith  we  see  him  too, 

We  smile,  and  weep,  and  praise  him, 

And  on  our  way  pursue. 

3  Though  sinners  do  despise  us, 
And  treat  us  with  disdain, 
Our  former  comrades  slight  us, 
Esteem  us  low  and  mean  : 

No  earthly  joy  shall  charm  us, 
While  marching  on  our  way, 
Our  Jesus  will  defend  us, 
In  the  distressing  day. 

4  The  frowns  of  old  companions, 
We're  willing  to  sustain, 
And  in  divine  compassions 
To  pray  for  them  again  : 

For  Christ  our  loving  Saviour, 
Our  Comforter  and  Friend, 
Will  bless  us  with  his  favour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  With  streams  of  consolation, 
We're  fill'd  as  with  new  wine, 
We  die  to  transient  pleasures, 
And  live  to  things  divine  : 
We  sink  in  holy  raptures, 
While  viewing  things  above, 
Why  glory  to  my  Saviour  ! 
My  soul  is  full  of  love. 

0  Beyond  the  streams  of  Jordan, 

Behold  the  shining  throng, 

Salvation  to  their  Jesus, 

Is  flowing  from  their  tongue  : 

The  sparkling  gates  are  open, 

The  golden  streets  I  view, 

My  happy  soul  would  join  'em, 

And  praise  my  Jesus  too. 
7  The  gales  of  grace  are  blowings 

My  soul  is  on  the  wing, 

Salvation's  current  flowing. 

And  well  may  Christians  sing : 


240  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

The  fiery  chariot 's  rolling, 
To  bear  me  through  the  skies. 
Hail,  lovely  precious  Jesus, 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies  ! 

CCLXXXIX.  (C.  M.) 

Love  the  Siveetett  Pauion. 

1  rkO  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ' 
JLr    Behold  my  heart,  and  see  ; 
And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out, 

That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul  ? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love  ; 
Dead  be  my  heart  to  ev'ry  joy, 
Which  thou  dost  not  approve. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  beat 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

4  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord, 

But  O,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

CCXC.  (C.  M.) 

The  same. 

1  nnHOU  lovely  source  of  true  delight, 

JL    Whom  I  unseen  adore, 
Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines, 

But  in  thy  sacred  word 
I  read,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

3  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  light, 

O  come  with  blissful  ray  ! 
Break  radiant  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  my  fears  away. 

4  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  ; 


JOY  AND  PRAISE.  241 

But  the  full  glories  of  thy  face. 
Are  only  known  above. 

CCXCI.  (L.  M.) 

The  Joys  of  Christian  Fellowship. 

1  TT  INDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
J\_  A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  To  you  and  us,  by  grace  'tis  giv'n, 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name ; 
And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heaven, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 

3  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above ; 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love, 

4  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more, 

CCXCII.  (L.  M.) 

Young  Converts  in  their  Firtt  Lovs. 

-  VM7HEN  converts  first  begin  to  sing, 
Tr     Their  happy  souls  are  on  the  wing; 
Their  theme  is  all  redeeming  love, 
Fain  would  they  be  with  Christ  above, 

2  With  admiration  they  behold, 

The  love  of  Christ  that  can't  be  told  : 
They  view  themselves  upon  the  shore, 
And  think  the  battle  is  all  o'er. 

3  They  feel  themselves  quite  free  from  pai^ 
And  think  their  enemies  are  slain  ; 

They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  well, 
And  Satan  is  cast  down  to  hell. 

4  But  'tis  not  long  before  they  feel, 
Their  feeble  souls  begin  to  reel ; 

Li 


242  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

They  think  their  former  hopes  are  vain, 
They're  fill'd  with  sorrow,  grief,  and  pain. 

5  O  foolish  child  !  why  didst  thou  boast 
In  the  enlargement  of  thy  coast  ? 
Why  didst  thou  think  to  fly  away 
Before  thou  leav'st  this  feeble  clay  ? 

6  Come  take  up  arms  and  face  the  field, 
Come  gird  on  harness,  sword  and  shield, 
Stand  fast  in  faith,  fight  for  your  King, 
And  soon  the  vict'ry  you  shall  win. 

CCXCIII.  (C.  M.) 

The  Love  of  Christ  Constraining. 

1  A    HEAVENLY  flame  creates  my  song, 
A  And  sets  my  soul  on  fire ; 

It  glides  my  pleasing  thoughts  along, 
To  join  the  heavenly  choir. 

2  While  traveling  through  the  desert  land, 

My  weary  soul  shall  rest ; 
Guided  by  Jesus'  gentle  hand, 
To  lean  upon  his  breast. 

3  Here  I  will  ease  my  burden'd  mind, 

And  tell  him  all  my  grief; 
From  Jesus'  blood  my  soul  shall  find, 
The  streams  of  sweet  relief. 

4  I'll  lay  me  down  within  his  arms, 

And  view  his  lovely  face  ; 
As  one  o'ercome  by  sov'reign  charms, 
And  lost  in  his  embrace. 

5  Here  I  behold  with  joy  divine, 

The  springs  of  rising  bliss, 
And  joy  to  see  that  Christ  is  mine, 
And  view  that  I  am  his. 

6  The  views  of  my  dear  bleeding  King, 

Strike  an  immortal  flame  ; 
Raptur'd  with  joy  my  soul  shall  sing 
The  praise  of  Jesus'  name — 

T  Shall  sing  like  the  redeemed  throng, 
Of  my  incarnate  God  ; 


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His  love  shall  be  my  ceaseless  song, 
Who  wash'd  me  in  his  blood. 

8  High  on  a  throne  my  Saviour  reigns ; 

Angels  adore  my  King  ; 
in  lofty,  sweet,  seraphic  strains, 
My  Saviour's  praise  they  sing, 

9  There  I'll  adore  my  dying  God, 

And  bow  before  his  face  ; 
I'll  sing  of  Jesus'  wounds  and  blood, 
And  praise  victorious  grace. 

10  The  heav'nly  flame  shall  still  aspire, 

Before  my  Saviour's  throne  ; 
His  love  shall  feed  the  sacred  fire, 
To  praise  the  Holy  One. 

CCXCIV.  (C  M.)  New  Jordan. 

A  Transporting  View  of  the  Heavenly  Canaan. 

1  /^N  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
\J  And  cast  a  wishful  eye 

To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting,  rapt'rous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight  ! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ;  [vales, 

There   rocks,    and   hills,    and    brooks,  and 

With  milk  and  honey  flow. 
[4  All  e'er  these  wide  extended  plains, 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God  the  Son  for  ever  reigns, 

And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  nor  pois'nous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more.  ] 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 


244  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 

And  in  his  bosom  Vest  ? 
7  Fill'd  with  delight  my  raptur'd  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay  ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll. 

Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

CCXCV.  (C.  M.; 

The  Condescension  of  Christ. 

1  Q  AVIOUR  of  men,  and  Lord  of  love, 
£5   How  sweet  thy  gracious  name, 
With  joy  that  errand  we  review, 

On  which  thy  mercy  came. 

2  While  all  thy  own  angelic  bands 

Stood  waiting  on  the  wing, 
Charm'd  with  the  honour  to  obey, 
Their  great  eternal  King  ; 

3  For  us,  mean,  wretched,  sinful  men, 

Thou  laid'st  that  glory  by  ; 
First,  in  our  mortal  flesh,  to  serve  ; 

Then,  in  that  flesh  to  die. 
\  Bought  with  thy  service  and  thy  blood, 

We  doubly,  Lord,  are  thine  ! 
To  thee,  our  lives  we  would  devote, 

To  thee,  our  death  resign. 

CCXCVI.  (C.  M.) 

The  Advent  of  Christ  Joyful  News. 

[    |_1  ARK,    the    glad    sound,    the  .  Saviout 
fjl         comes, 

The  Saviour  promis'd  long  ! 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  ev'ry  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  : 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind. 

The  bleedrng  soul  to  cure ; 


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And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 
4  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heav'n's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

CCXCVII.  (L.  M.) 

A  Glimpse  of  Christ  is  Joyful. 

1  "■  ESUS,  what  shall  1  do  to  show, 

tl    How  much  I  love  thy  charming  name^ 
Let  my  whole  heart  with  rapture  glow, 
Thy  boundless  goodness  to  proclaim. 

2  Lord  if  a  distant  glimpse  of  thee, 

Can  give  such  sweet,  such  vast  delight, 
What  must  the  joy,  the  triumph  be, 
To  dwell  forever  in  thy  sight. 

CCXCVII1.   (L.  M.) 

The  Pleasing  Welcome. 

1  V^RLCOME,  thou  well  belov'd  of  God, 

TT     Thou    heir  of  grace,   redeem'd  by 
blood  ; 
Welcome  with  us  thine  hand  to  join, 
As  partner  of  our  love  divine. 

2  With  us  the  pilgrim's  state  embrace, 
We're  traveling  to  a  blissful  place  ; 
The  Holy  Ghost  who  knows  the  way, 
Conducts  thee  on  from  day  to  day. 

3  Take  up  thy  cross,  and  bear  it  on, 
It  shall  be  light,  and  not  be  long  ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  sit  with  Jesus  down, 
And  wear  an  everlasting  crown. 

CCXCIX.  (C.  M.) 

Rejoicing  in  the  Mercies  of  God. 

1  "C*  AIN  would  my  soul  with  wondei  trace 
Jl     Thy  mercies,  O  my  God  ; 
And  tell  the  riches  of  thy  grace — 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 


246  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

2  With  Israel's  King,  my  heart  would  cry, 

While  I  review  thy  ways, 

Tell  me,  my  Saviour,  who  am  I, 

That  I  should  see  thy  face  ? 

3  Form'd  by  thine  hand,  and  form'd  for  thee, 

I  would  be  ever  thine  : 
My  Saviour,  make  my  spirit  free ; 
With  beams  of  mercyshine. 

4  Fain  would  my  soul  with  rapture  dwell 

On  thy  redeeming  grace  ; 
O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  tell 
My  dear  Redeemer's  praise. 


CCC.  (C.  M.)  Double. 

The  happy  Child  of  Grace. 

1  fJOW  happy  's  every  child  of  grace 
JjL  Who  feels  his  sins  forgiv'n  ! 
This  world,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  a  place  in  heav'n. 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet  O  !  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 

A  heav'n  prepar'd  for  me. 

2  A  stranger  in  this  world  below, 

I  only  sojourn  here  : 
Nor  can  its  happiness  or  woe, 

Provoke  my  hope  or  fear. 
Its  evils  in  a  moment  end, 

It  joys  as  soon  are  past : 
But  (J  !  the  bliss  to  which  I  tend, 

Eternally  shall  last. 
J  To  that  Jerusalem  above, 

With  singing  I'll  repair  ; 
While  in  the  flesh  by  hope  and  love, 

My  heart  and  soul  are  there  ; 
There  niy  exalted  Saviour  stands, 

My  merciful  high-priest, 
And  still  extends  his  wounded  hands, 

T  :>  take  me  to  his  breast. 


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4  What  is  t'.iere  here  to  court  my  stay, 

And  keep  me  back  from  home, 
When  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come  ? 
Shall  I  regret  my  parted  fiiends, 

Here  in  this  vale  confin'd  ? 
Nay,  but  whene'er  my  soul  ascends, 

They  will  not  stay  behind. 

5  The  race  we  all  are  running  now, 

And  if  I  first  attain, 
They  too  their  willing  heads  shall  bow, 

They  too  the  prize  shall  gain  : 
Now  or?  the  brink  of  death  I  stand, 

And  if  1  pass  before, 
They  too  shall  all  escape  to  land,  < 

And  hail  me  on  that  shore. 

6  Then  let  me  suddenly  remove 

That  hidden  life  to  share  ; 
I  shall  not  lose  my  friends  above, 

But  more  enjoy  them  there  : 
There  we  in  Jesus  praise  shall  join, 

His  boundless  love  proclaim, 
And  solemnize  in  songs  divine, 

The  marriage  of  the  Lamb. 

7  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours  ! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay  ; 
We  more  than  taste  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 

And  antedate  that  day  : 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here, 

Our  earthen  vessels  fill'd. 

8  O  !  would  he  more  of  heav'n  bestow, 

And  let  this  vessel  break, 
And  let  my  ransom'd  spirit  go, 

To  grasp  the  God  I  seek  : 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  fought  the  fight  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace, 

Through  all  eternity. 


248  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

CCCI.    (S'S.) 
Desiring  to  leave  thti  evil  World. 

1  "V/f  Y  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 
ItX  His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 
And  join  with  the  armies  above, 

To  shout  his  adorable  name. 
To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine, 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 
And  feel  them  incessantly  shine, 

My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 

2  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 

And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell ; 
To  shine  with  the  angels  of  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing, 
To  view  with  eternal  delight, 

My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  King. 

3  In  Meshech,  as  yet  I  reside, 

A  darksome  and  restless  abode  ! 
Molested  with  foes  on  each  side, 

And  longing  to  dwell  with  my  God. 
O  !  when  shall  my  spirit  exchange 

This  cell  of  corruptible  clay, 
For  mansions  celestial,  and  range 

Through  realms  of  ineffable  day  ! 

4  My  glorious  Redeemer  !  I  long 

To  see  thee  descend  on  the  cloud, 
Amidst  the  bright  numberless  throng, 

And  mix  with  the  triumphing  crowd  . 
O  !  when  wilt  thou  bid  me  ascend, 

To  join  in  thy  praises  above, 
To  gaze  on  thee  world  without  end, 

And  feast  on  thy  ravishing  love  ? 

5  Nor  sorrow,  nor  sickness,  nor  pain, 

Nor  sin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear, 
Shall  ever  molest  me  again, 

Perfection  of  glory  reigns  there  ; 
This  soul,  and  this  body  shall  shine 

In  robes  of  salvation  and  praise, 


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And  banquet  on  pleasures  divine, 

Where  God  his  full  beauty  displays. 
6  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 

Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey  • 
Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 

And  pass  in  a  moment  away  : 
The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 

Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine  ; 
Myioy  everlastingly  flows ; 

My  God,  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 

CCCII.  (P.  M.) 

The  happiness  of  a  Soul  safe  in  Jenu. 

1  TTOW  blest  is  ev'ry  child  of  grace — 
JlI  The  soul  that'sfill'd  with  joy  and  peace, 
That  bears  the  fruit  of  righteousness, 

Kept  by  the  pow'r  ot  Jesus  : 
His  trespasses  are  all  forgiv'n, 
He  antedates  the  joys  of  heav'n — 

In  rapturous  lays 

Shout  and  praise 

Jesus'  grace, 

To  the  race 
Of  sinners  brought  to  happiness, 
Through  the  rich  blood  of  Jesus. 

2  Satan  may  tempt,  and  hell  may  rage, 
And  all  the  pow'rs  of  earth  besiege — 
Their  united  strength  at  once  engage 

To  pluck  a  soul  from  Jesus  : 
The  faithful  soul  laughs  them  to  scorn, 
He 's  heaven-bound,  he 's  heaven-born  ; 

He'll  watch  and  pray, 

Night  and  day, 

Fight  his  way, 

Win  the  day', 
And  all  his  enemies  dismay, 
Through  the  dear  name  of  Jesus. 

3  C)  monster,  Death,!  thy  sting  is  drawn— 

O  boasting  grave  !  no  trophies  won  : 
The  saint  triumphs  through  grace  alone, 
To  praise  the  name  of  Jesus. 
l  2 


250  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

At  length  he  bids  the  world  adieu, 
With  all  its  vanity  and  shew — 

The  soul  it  flies. 

Through  the  skies 

To  Paradise  ; 

Joins  its  voice, 
In  rapturous  lays  of  love,  to  praise 
The  glorious  name  of  Jesus. 

4  When  Gabriel's  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
And  rend  the  rocks,  convulse  the  ground, 
It  will  the  sinner's  heart  confound, 

To  meet  the  lovely  Jesus  ; 
See  lightnings  flash,  and  thunders  roll, 
The  earth  wrapt  like  a  parchment-scroll  : 

The  comets  blaze — 

Dread  amaze  ! 

Siuners  gaze — 

Horrors  seize 
The  guilty  sons  of  Adam's  race, 
Unsav'd  from  sin  by  Jesus. 

5  The  Christian,  fill'd  with  rapturous  joy, 
'Midst  flaming  worlds  he  mounts  on  high, 
To  meet  his  Saviour  in  the  sky, 

And  see  the  f.ice  of  Jtsus. 
Then  soul  and  body  re-unite, 
And  filld  with  glow  infinite, 

"O  blessed  day  !" 

Christians  say — 

Will  you  pray 

That  we  may 
All  join  that  happy  company, 
To  praise  the  name  of  Jesus  ? 


CCCIII.  (7,7,7,*.) 

The  Love  of  Jesus  IVonderou*. 

1  TIlHE,  wond'rous  love  of  Jesus, 
JL    From  sin  and  death  he  frees  us, 
And  now  with  pity  sees  us, 
While  toiling  here  below  ; 


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Through  tempests  fiercely  driven. 
He  guides  us  safe  to  heaven, 
And  consolation  given, 
Revives  us  as  we  go. 

2  The  storm  which  often  rises, 
And  calm  that  ills  disguises, 
And  all  the  mind  surprises, 

Are  under  his  control  : 
Through  tribulations  many, 
And  tempests  all,  and  any, 
He  will  from  all  defend  ye, 

And  save  your  trembling  souu 

3  Companions  in  distresses, 
Whom  Satan  sore  oppresses, 
And  Jesus  always  blesses, 

Look  up,  relief's  at  hand  !  , 

In  every  trying-hour, 
From  every  beating  shower, 
He'll  shield  you  by  his  power, 

And  bring'  you  safe  to  land. 

4  See  yonder  is  the  glory, 
It  lie's  but  just  before  ye, 
Where  you  shall  tell  the  story, 

Of  rich  redeeming  blood  : 
Tnere,  there  you  shall  forever, 
Drink  of  that  flowing  river, 
Which  ever  and  forever, 

Flows  from  the  throne  of  God. 

5  All,  in  that  blooming  garden 
Of  Eden,  who  by  pardon, 
Have  pass'd  the  swelling  Jordan, 

In  love  shall  burn  and  flame  : 
They'll  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 
The  theme  which  love  composes, 
A  song  that  never  closes, 

Of  praises  to  the  Lamb. 

CCCIV.  (7,  7,  7,  6.) 
The  same. 
1   M'\  THE  sweet  love  of  Jesus, 
\J  With  pleasure  now  he  sees  us, 


252  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

And  from  our  fears  relieves  us, 
While  in  this  wilderness: 

Though  in  the  woods,  surrounded, 

By  enemies  and  wounded, 

We  shall  not  be  confounded, 
He  wili  his  children  bless, 

2  Though  'niquity  increases, 
And  love  of  many  ceases, 
Which  seem  to  break  in  pieces, 

The  fruits  of  righteousness  : 
Though  men  and  devils  howling, 
And  enemies  are  prowling, 
He  will,  their  rage  controlling, 

His  little  children  bless. 

3  All  glory  give  to  Jesus, 
Who  sweetly  now  relieves  us, 
From  sin  which  so  much  grieves  us, 

And  bears  us  on  his  breast  : 
He  by  his  Spirit  leads  us, 
And  on  our  way  he  speeds  us, 
And  by  his  pleasures  feeds  us, 

And  gives  his  children  rest. 

4  Until  this  night  of  mourning, 
Shall  break  in  blooming  morning, 
We,  only  here  sojourning, 

Will  on  his  care  depend ; 
And  prostrate  fall  before  him, 
Most  humbly  there  adore  him, 
And  constantly  implore  him, 

His  children  to  defend. 

5  But  when  the  light  increases, 
The  power  of  sinning  ceases, 
And  pilgrims  it  releases, 

Throughout  this  wilderness . 
Then  christians  join  together, 
In  praying  for  each  other, 
The  child,  the  father,  mother, 

Unite  for  happiness. 

6  Companions  then  in  joy, 
They'll  journey  on  to  glory, 


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And  tell  their  pleasing  story, 

In  presence  of  the  Lamb  : 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 
Their  souls  will  then  inherit, 
And  wonder  at  the  merit 

Of  their  eternal  Fame. 

CCCV.  (ll's.) 

Happy  Poverty. 

1  "V/JY  heart  and  my  tongue  shall  unite  in 
ItJ.        the  praise 

Of  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  for  mercy  and  grace; 
My  pardon  is  seal'd  through   his  precious 

blood  ; 
By  him  I  inherit  the  peace  of  my  God.    j 

2  My   lot  may   be  low,  and   my  parentage 

mean, 
Yet  born  of  my  God,  I  have  glories  unseen, 
Surpassing  all  joys  'mongst  sinners  on  earth, 
Prepared  for  souls  of  an  heavenly  birth. 
i  Secur'd  from  a  thousand  allurements  to  sin, 
1  find  in  my  cottage  a  heaven  begin : 
And  soon  I  shall  lay  all  my  poverty  by, 
And  mansions  of  glory  for  ever  enjoy. 

4  By  the  sweat  of  my  brow  I  labour  for  bread, 
Yet  guarded  by  Jesus,  no  evil  I  dread  ; 
And  Lord,  while  possess'd  of  all  riches  in 

thee, 
My  poverty  comes  with  a  blessing  to  me. 

5  My  labouring  dress  I  shall  soon  lay  aside, 
For  robes  rich  and  splendid,  a  dress  for  a 

bride ; 
The  bride  that  is  married  to  Jesus  the  Lamb, 
And  clad  in  a  garment  that 's  ever  the  same. 

6  Though  fare  be  but  scant  while  I  travel  bi~ 

low, 
A  feast  that 's  eternal  will  Jesus  bestow  ; 
No  sorrow,  nor  sighing  shall  evey  annoy 
The  heavenly  banquet  I  there  shall  enjoy 


254  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

7  Then  what  though  the  body  goes  weary  to 

rest, 
Yet,  sav'd  my  the  merits  of  Jesus,  I'm  blest. 
Fresh  strength  for  my  labour  on  earth  he 

bestows, 
And  soon  I  shall  bask  in  eternal  repose, 

CCCVI.  (8,7.) 

The  Bible,— O  ivhat  a  Treasure. 

1  "ORECIOUS  Bible  !  what  a  treasure 
JL     Does  the  word  of  God  afford  ! 
All  I  want  for  life,  or  pleasure, 

Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword : 
Let  the  world  account  me  poor — 
Having  this  I  need  no  more. 

2  Food  to  which  the  world  's  a  stranger, 

Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys; 
Of  excess  there  is  no  danger," 

Though  it  fills  it  never  cloys  ; 
.On  a  dying  Christ  I  feed — 
He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed  ! 

CCCVII.  (7's.) 

Rejoice  evermore. 

1  pHILDKEN  of  theheav'nly  King, 
\J  As  ye  journey  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  way*,, 

2  Ye  are  trav'ling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  ()  ye  banish'd  seed,  be  glad  ! 
Christ  our  advocate  is  made ; 
Us  to  save  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Shout  ye  little  flock  and  blest, 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepar'd, 
There 's  your  kingdom  and  reward. 


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5  Fear  not,  brethren — joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  ; 
Jesus  Christ  your  Father's  Son, 
Kids  you  undismay'd  go  on. 

6  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee  ' 

CCCVIII.  (L.  M.) 

Divine  Communion. 

1  A    UNION  rare  divinely  shines— 

J\.  Most  glorious,  which  life  entwines  :^ 
'Tis  from  the  Gospel's  fairer  lines 
Revealed  to  believing  minds, 

And  gives  with  God  communion. 

2  The  great  Jehovah,  (awful  name  !) 
The  Son  of  God,  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
And  sinners,  who  from  Adam  came, 
Unite  in  one  mysterious  chain, 

And  form,  and  hold  communion. 

3  The  Father  drew  the  wond'rous  plan, 
And  then  fulfill'd  the  Son  of  man, 

On  which  the  Dove  from  heaven  came, 
To  light  in  us  a  sacred  flame 
Of  pure,  divine  communion. 

4  When  God  look'd  down  on  dying  man, 
He  saw  him  lost  and  dead  in  sin  : 

His  pity  mov'd  he  took  him  in — 
His  love  stood  forth  his  heart  to  win, 
And  draw  to  close  communion. 

5  Come,  brethren,  think  upon  that  love 
Which  did  the  great  Jehovah  move; 
And  never  grieve  the  blessed  Dove, 
By  whom  you  were  constrain'd  to  love, 

And  hold  with  God  communion. 

6  O,  what  a  matchless  wonder  this  ! 
That  we  should  have  access  to  bliss  ! 


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And  sit  in  love  where  Jesus  is. 
And  hear  his  words  of  life  and  peace, 
And  hold  so  rich  communion. 

7  O  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills, 
And  flowing  founts  and  running  rills, 
With  all  that  nature's  bosom  fills, 
Resound  his  praise  whose  goodness  seals 

To  so  divine  communion. 

8  O  sinners,  can  you  dare  to  say, 
That  you  enjoy  a  better  way, 
Delighted  with  but  fellow  clay, 
Which  can't  avail  in  that  great  day, 

Instead  of  this  communion  ? 

9  Then,  heav'n  and  earth  unite  your  lays, 
And  saints  and  sinners  join  to  gaze, 
And  with  delight  stand  in  amaze, 

With  warmest  thought  admire  and  praise 
This  all-divine  communion. 

CCCIX.  (L.  M.) 

Chrut  the  End  afthc  Law,  &c. 

1  \\f  HEN  Jesus  for  his  people  died, 

?  ?     The  holy  law  was  satisfy'd  : 
Its  awful  penalties  he  bore, 
It  can  command,  nor  curse  no  more. 

2  He  having  suffered  in  their  stead, 
The  law  in  cov'nant  form  is  dead  ; 
He  rules  them  with  a  gentle  sway, 
And  they,  with  sweet  delight,  obey. 

3  Amazing  Love  ! — how  rich,  how  free  ! 
That  Christ  should  die  for  such  as  we  ! 
From  hence  the  holiest  duties  flow, 
Of  saints  above,  and  saints  below. 

CCCX.  (C.  M.) 

Preciout  Bible. 

1  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
Jtl  By  inspiration  giv'n  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heav'n. 


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2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  Vising  fears. 

3  This  lamp  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life  shall  guide  our  way  : 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

CCCXI.  (L.  M.) 

Joying  in  Christ  at  a  Friend  indeed. 

t  "DOOR,  weak,  and  worthless,  tho'  I  am, 
wl     I  have  a  rich,  almighty  Friend  :       > 
Jesus,  the  Saviour,  is  his  name  ; 
He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 
9  He  ransom'd  me  from  hell  with  blood, 
And  by  his  pow'r  my  foes  control'd ; 
He  found  me  wand'ring  far  from  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chosen  fold. 
3  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  want  supplies, 
And  says  that  I  shall  shortly  be 
Enthron'd  with  him  above  the  skies  : 
O  !  what  a  friend  is  Christ  to  me  ! 

CCCXII.  (L.  M.) 

The  Time  of  Love. 

1  T  ORD,  'twas  a  time  of  wond'rous  love 
Jj  When  thou  didst  first  draw  near  my 

soul, 
And  by  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
My  raging  passions  didst  control. 

2  Guilty  and  self-condemn'd  I  stood, 

Nor  dreamt  of  life  and  bliss  so  near ; 
But  he  my  evil  heart  renew'd, 
And  all  his  graces  planted  there. 

3  He  will  complete  the  work  begun, 

By  leading  me  in  all  his  ways ; — 
To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  equal  praise. 


258  .      CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

CCCXIII.  (CM.) 

Complete  Salvation. 

1  Q  ALVATION,  through  our  dying  God. 
^  Shall  surely  be  complete; 

He  paid  whate'er  his  people  ow'd, 
And  canccU'd  all  their  debt. 

2  He  sends  his  Spirit  from  above, 

Our  nature  to  renew  ; 
Displays  his  pow'r,  reveals  his  love, 
Gives  life  and  comfort  too. 

3  He  heals  our  wounds,  subdues  our  foes, 

And  shows  our  sins  forgiv'n  ; 
Conducts  us  through  the  wilderness, 

And  brings  us  safe  to  heav'n. 
A  Salvation  now  shall  be  my  stay  : 

"  A  sinner  sav'd,"  I'll  cry ; 
Then  gladly  quit  this  mortal  clay, 

For  better  joys  on  high. 

CCCXIV.  (CM.) 

Love  and  Gratitude. 

1  A^D  have  I,  Christ,  no  love  for  thee, 
XiL  No  passion  for  thy  charms  ? 

No  wish  my  Saviour's  face  to  see, 
And  dwell  within  his  arms  ? 

2  Is  there  no  spark  of  gratitude 

In  this  cold  heart  of  mine, 
To  him  whose  gen'rous  bosom  glow'd 
With  friendship  all  divine  ! 

3  Can  I  pronounce  his  charming  name, 

His  acts  of  kindness  tell  ; 
And,  while  I  dwell  upon  the  theme, 
No  sweet  emotion  feel  ? 

4  Such  base  ingratitude  as  this 

What  heart  but  must  detest  ! 
Sure  Christ  deserves  the  noblest  place 
In  ev'ry  human  breast. 

5  A  very  wretch,  Lord  !  I  should  prove, 

Had  I  no  love  for  thee  : 


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Rather  than  not  my  Saviour  love, 
O  may  I  cease  to  be  ! 

CCCXV.  (7's.) 

The  Pleasures  of  Religion. 

1  jnpIS  religion  that  can  give, 

i    Sweetest  pleasures  while  we  live ; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 

2  After  death  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity  ! 

Be  the  living  God  my  friend, 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 

CCCXVI.  (CM.) 

Not  unto  us,  but  to  thy  Name  give  glory. 

1  "VT  OT  unto  us,  but  thee  alone, 

i  II    Bless'd  Lamb  be  glory  giv'n  : 
Here  shall  thy  praises  be  begun. 
And  carried  on  in  heav'n. 

2  The  hosts  of  spirits  now  with  thee 

Eternal  anthems  sing : 
To  imitate  them  here,  lo  !  we 
Our  hallelujahs  bring. 

3  Had  we  our  tongues  like  them  inspir'd, 

Like  theirs  our  songs  should  rise ; 
Like  them,  we  never  should  be  tir'd, 
But  love  the  sacrifice. 

4  1111  we  the  veil  of  flesh  lay  down, 

Accept  our  weaker  lays  ; 
And  when  we  reach  thy  Father's  thrcne, 
We'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 

CCCXVII.  (C.  M.) 

Glorying  in  God  only. 

1  \TE  saints  of  ev'ry  rank,  with  joy, 
M.    To  God  your  off' rings  bring ; 
Let  towns  and  cities,  hills  and  vales, 
With  loud  hosannas  ring. 


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2  Let  him  receive  the  glory  due 

To  his  exalted  name  ; 
With  thankful  tongues  and  hearts  inflam'd, 
His  wond'rous  deeds  proclaim. 

3  Praise  him  in  elevated  strains, 

And  make  the  world  to  know, 
How  great  the  Master  whom  you  serve, 
And  yet  how  gracious  too. 

CCCXVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Fortitude  and  Holy  Boldnett. 

1  i  Mia  soldier  of  the  cross, 
ITL  A  folio  ver  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

CCCXIX.  (L.  M.) 

Itraer*  Glory  and  Defence. 

I   VM/'ITH  Israel's  God  who  can  compare .' 
?  T     Or  who,  like  Isra'l  happy  are  ! 


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O  people  saved  by  the  Lord, 
He  is  tli)-  shield  and  great  reward  ! 
2  Upheld  by  everlasting  arms, 
Thou  art  secur'd  from  foes  and  harms  : 
In  vain  their  plots,  and  false  their  boasts, 
Our  refuge  is  the  Lord  of  Hosts. 

CCCXX.  (CM.; 

Through  much  tribulation  we  go  to  Heaven. 

1  ^IT^  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies, 

f  ▼     In  everlasting  day  ; 
Through  floods  and  flames  the  passage  lies, 
But  Jesus  guards  the  way.  I 

2  The  swelling  flood  and  raging  flame, 

Hear  and  obey  his  word  ; 
Then  let  us  triumph  in  his  name, 
Our  Saviour  is  the  Lord. 

CCCXXI.  (S.  M.) 

Rejoicing  in  the  Ways  p/Ood. 

.1  I^JOVV  let  our  voices  join 
j^i    To  form  a  sacred  song  : 
Ye  pilgrims  in  Jehovah's  ways 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears, 

How  open  and  how  fair  ! 
No  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feet ; 
No  fierce  destroyer  there, 

3  But  flowers  of  paradise 

In  rich  profusion  spring ; 
The  Sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 

In  beauteous  prospect  rise  ; 
And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  sparkle  through  the  skies. 

5  All  honour  to  his  name, 

Who  marks  the  shining  way  ; 
To  him,  who  leads  the  wanderers  on, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 


262  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

CCCXXII.  (L.  M.) 

The  Dominion  of  God  celebvated. 

1  rilHE  Lord,  the  God  of  glory  reigns, 

JL    In  robes  of  Majesty  array 'd  ; 
His  rule  omnipotence  sustains, 
And  guides  the  worlds  his  hands  have  made, 

2  Ere  rolling  worlds  began  to  move, 

Or  ere  the  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad, 
Thy  awful  throne  was  fixt  above: 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

3  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God,  on  high, 
Controuls  the  fiercely  raging  seas ; 

He  speaks  !  and  noise  and  tempests  fly— 
The  waves  sink  down  in  gentle  peace. 
i  Thy  sov'reign  laws  are  ever  sure — 
Eternal  holiness  is  thine  ; 
And,  Lord,  thy  people  should  be  pure, . 
And  in  thy  blest  resemblance  shine. 

CCCXX1II.  (C.  M.) 

The  Goodness  of  God  adored, 

1  FTJHY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess, 

JL    Thy  goodness  we  adore  ; 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail — 
A  sea  without  a  shore  ! 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  attest 

In  ev'ry  golden  ray, 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
A.nd  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  ev'ry  season  crowns, 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields  ; 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  'strengthening  grain  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen  ; 
There,  like  a  sun  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  Pardon,  acceptance,  peace,  and  joy, 

Through  Jesus'  name  are  giv'n  ; 


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He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 

CCCXXIV.  (C.  M.) 

God's  Love.    John  iii.  10. 

}npWAS  not  to  make  Jehovah's  love 

JL    Towards  the  sinner  flame, 
That  Jesus  from  his  throne  above, 

A  suffering  man  became. 
'Twas  not  the  death  which  he  endur'd^ 

Nor  all  the  pangs  he  bore, 
That  God's  eternal  love  procur'd ; 

For  God  was  love  before. 
He  lov'd  the  world — his  own  elect, 

With  love  surpassing  thought ; 
Nor  will  his  mercy  e'er  neglect 

The  souls  so  dearly  bought. 
The  warm  affections  of  his  breast 

Towards  his  children  burn  ; 
And  in  this  love  he'll  ever  rest, 

Nor  from  his  oath  return. 

CCCXXV.  (C.  M.) 

Omniscience  and  Omnipresence  of  God  celebrated, 

WHERE  from  thy  Spirit  shall  I  stretch 
The  pinions  of  my  flight  ? 
Or  where,  through  nature's  spacious  range, 

Shall  I  elude  thy  sight  ? 
Scal'd  I  the  skies,  the  blaze  divine 

Would  overwhelm  my  soul ; 
Plung'd  I  to  hell,  there  should  I  hear 

Thine  awful  thunders  roll. 
If  on  a  morning's  darting  ray, 

With  matchless  speed  I  rode, 
And  flew  to  the  wild  lonely  shore 

That  bound  the  ocean's  flood, 
Thither  thine  hand,  all  present  God, 

Must  guide  the  wond'rous  way, 
And  thine  Omnipotence  support, 

The  fabric  of  my  clay. 


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5  Should  I  involve  myself  around 

With  clouds  of  tenfold  night. 
The  clouds  would  shine  like  blazing  noon, 
Before  thy  piercing  sight. 

6  *  If  in  thy  being  so  enclos'd, 

How  vain  th  attempt  to  fly, 
Since  ev'ry  rising  bud  of  thought 
Is  naked  to  thine  eye.' 

CCCXXVI.  (C.  M.) 

Christ  t/ie  Desire  of  all  the  Saints. 

1  |^lOMEt  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints, 
\J  Our  humble  strains  attend, 
While  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 

Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 

2  When  we  thy  wond'rous  glories  hear, 

And  all  thy  sufferings  trace, 
What  sweetly  awful  scenes  appear  ! 
What  rich  unbounded  grace  ! 

3  How  should  our  songs  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
How  should  our  souls  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies  ! 

4  But  ah  !  the  song  how  cold  it  flows  ! 

How  languid  our  desire  ! 
How  faint  the  sacred  passion  glows, 
Till  thou  the  heart  inspire  ! 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine, 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine, 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

CCCXXVII.  (C.  M.) 

Christ  the  Door. 

1  nnHUS  saith  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep^, 

JL    "I  am  the  sacred  door  ; 
•'  In  the  fair  pastures  which  I  keep 
"  There  's  life  for  ever  more. 

2  "  My  tender  care  shall  keep  them  free 

"  From  dangers  night  and  day ; 


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••  My  pow'r  their  strong  defence  shall  be, 
■•  From  every  beast  of  prey. 

3  "I  will  enrich  them  with  my  grace, 

"And  feed  them  with  my  love  ; 
**  Their  souls  shall  find  a  joyful  place 
"  In  the  bright  fields  above." 

4  Come,  then,  my  little  purchas'd  flock, 

Dear  objects  of  my  care ; 
And  let  this  promise  be  your  hope, 
While  you  are  feeding  here. 

CCCXXVIII.  (CM.) 

The  Praises  of  Christ, 

I  TNFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 
J_  Thou  lovely  Prince  of  grace ! 
Thy  uncreated  beauties  shine 
With  never  fading  rays. 
I   Sinners,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Come  bending  at  thy  feet; 
To  thee  their  pray'rs  and  praise  ascend— 
In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 

5  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  shed, 

Delights  the  church  around ; 
Sweetly  the  sacred  odours  spread 

Thro'  all  Immanuel's  ground. 
4  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy ; 

They  find  their  all  in  thee ; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 

Thro'  all  eternity. 

CCCXXIX.  (C.  M.) 

Christ's  Love  unchangeable. 

1  fA  OME  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join, 
\J  To  praise  the  Saviour's  name ; 
Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 

Whose  love 's  a  constant  flame. 

2  When  most  we  need  his  gracious  hand, 

This  friend  is  always  near  ; 
With  heaven  and  earth  at  his  command, 
He  waits  to  answer  pray'r. 
M 


266  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

3  His  love  no  end  nor  measure  knows, 

No  change  can  turn  its  course ; 
Immutably  the  same  it  flows 
From  one  eternal  source. 

4  When  frowns  appear  to  veil  his  face, 

And  clouds  surround  his  throne, 
He  hides  the  purpose  of  his  grace, 
To  make  it  better  known. 

5  And  when  our  dearest  comforts  fall 

Before  his  sov 'reign  will, 

He  never  takes  away  our  all — 

Himself  he  gives  us  still  ! 

6  Our  sorrows  in  the  scale  he  weighs, 

And  measures  out  our  pains  ; 
The  wildest  storm  his  word  obeys — 
His  word  its  rage  restrains ! 

CCCXXX.  (C.  M.) 

Jesus  Prcciout. 

1  TJ LEST  Jesus,  when  my  soaring  thought* 
13  O'er  all  thy  graces  rove, 

How  is  my  soul  in  transport  lost— 
In  wonder,  joy,  and  love  ! 

2  Not  softest  strains  can  charm  mine  eai*% 

Like  thy  beloved  name  ; 
Nor  aught  beneath  the  skies  inspire 
My  heart  with  equal  flame, 

3  No,  thou  art  precious  to  my  heart, 

My  portion  and  my  joy  ; 
Forever  let  thy  boundless  grace 
My  sweetest  thoughts  employ. 

4  When  nature  faints,  around  my  bed 

Let  thy  bright  glories  shine  ; 
And  death  shall  all  his  terrors  lose, 
In  raptures  so  divine. 

CCCXXXI.  (C.  M.) 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 
i  Fill)  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 
JL    Awake  the  sacred  song  ! 
O  may  his  love,  (immortal  flame,) 
Tune  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue. 


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2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ? 

What  mortal  tongue  display  ? 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high — 

Left:  the  bright  realms  of  bliss, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die ! 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ? 

4  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 

And  suffer'd  in  his  stead  ; 
For  man,  (O  miracle  of  grace  !) 
For  man  the  Saviour  bled  ! 

5  Dear  Lord  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell, 

In  thy  atoning  blcod  ! 
By  this  are  sinners  snatch'd  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

6  O  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme, 

rill  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue  , 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 

CCCXXXII.  (C.  M.) 

To  Christ  the  Good  Shepherd. 

1  Fill)  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord, 

JL    A  grateful  song  I'll  raise  ; 
()  let  the  meanest  of  thy  flock 
Attempt  to  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Vain  the  attempt — what  tongue  can  speak 

A  subject  so  divine  ! — 
Do  justice  to  so  vast  a  theme, 
And  praise  a  love  like  thine. 

3  Love  that  could  bring  thy  willing  feet 

From  that  blest  world  on  high  ; 
From  thy  great  Father's  dear  embrace, 
To  labour,  bleed,  and  die. 

4  Mv  life,  my  joy,  my  hope,  I  owe 

To  this  amazing  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  comforts  here, 
And  nobler  bliss  above. 


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CCCXXXIIL  (C.  M.) 

The  same. 

1  TN  one  harmonious,  cheerful  song, 
JL  Ye  happy  saints  combine  ; 
Loud  let  it  sound  from  ev'ry  tongue, 

The  Saviour  is  divine. 

2  The  least,  the  feeblest  of  the  sheep 

To  him  the  Father  gave  ; 
Kind  is  his  heart  the  charge  to  keep, 
And  strong  his  arm  to  save. 

3  That  hand  which  heaven  and  earth  sustains, 

And  bars  the  gates  of  hell, 

And  rivets  Satan  down  in  chains, 

Shall  guard  his  chosen  well. 

4  Now  let  th'  infernal  lion  roar  ; 

How  vain  his  threats  appear  ! 
When  he  can  match  Jehovah's  pow'r, 
I  will  begin  to  fear. 

CCCXXXIV.  (L.  M.) 

Eternal  Life. 

1  T^  TERN  A  L  life  !  how  sweet  the  sound, 
3lA  To  sinners  who  deserve  to  die  ! 
Publish  the  bliss  the  world  around — 
Echo  the  joys,  ye  worlds  on  high. 

2  Eternal  life  !  how  will  it  reign, 

When,  mounting  from  this  breathless  clod, 
The  soul  discharg'd  from  sin  and  pain, 
Ascends  t'  enjoy  its  Father,  God. 

3  Eternal  life  !  how  will  it  bloom 
In  beauty  on  that  blissful  day, 

When  rescu'd  from  th'  impris'ning  tomt\ 
Glory  invests  our  rising  clay  ! 

4  Eternal  life  !  O  how  refin'd 

The  joy  !  the  triumphs  how  divine  ! 
When  saints  in  body  and  in  mind 
Shall  in  the  Saviour's  image  shine. 

5  Holy  and  heavenly  be  that  soul, 
Where  dwells  an  hope  so  bright  as  this: 


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How  should  we  long  to  reach  the  g  Jal, 
And  seize  the  prize  of  endless  bliss  • 

CCCXXXV.  (C.  M.) 

Joy  over  dead  Sinners  coming  Co  Life. 

1  ITOW  much  the  hearts  of  those  revive 
JuL  That  love  and  fear  the  Lord  ; 
When  sinners  dead  are  made  alive 

By  his  all-quick'ning  word. 

2  The  parent  views  with  joyful  eyes, 

His  now  returning  son, 
And  in  extatic  joy  he  cries, 

"  What  hath  the  Saviour  done  ?"         ^ 

3  The  ministers  of  Christ  rejoice, 

When  souls  the  word  receive  : 
When  sinners  hear  the  Saviour's  voice, 

And  in  the  Lord  believe: 
i  The  church  of  God  their  praises  join, 

And  of  salvation  sing : 
They  glorify  the  grace  divine 

Of  their  victorious  King. 

CCCXXXVI.  (L.  M.) 

The  Fulness  ofChrUt. 

1  TN  Christ  alone  al!  fulness  dwells; 
J.   He  a  rich  plenitude  reveals  ; 
Whatever  be  his  people's  wants, 
From  his  rich  fulness  still  he  grants. 

2  In  all  their  troubles  and  distress, 
He  will  bestow  abundant  grace  ; 
He'll  never  let  his  people  go, 

Nor  shall  they  sink  in  endless  woe. 

3  Yc  timid  souls,  renounce  yourselves, 
Nor  longer  live  on  Christ  by  halves ; 
Behold  yourselves  in  him  complete, 
With  him  in  heaven  vou  soon  shall  meet 


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CCCXXXVII.  (C.  iM.) 

Gratitude  to  God  for  his  Gift*. 

Y  Father  God  !  and  may  these  lips 
Pronounce  a  name  so  dear  ' 


2f0  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Nor  thus  could  heavVs  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  list'ning  ear. 

2  Thanks  to  my  God  for  ev'ry  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow  ; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  those  comforts  flow. 

3  Forever  let  my  grateful  heart, 

His  boundless  grace  adore, 
Which  gives  ten  thousand  blessings  now, 
And  bids  me  hope  for  more. 

4  Transporting  hope  !  still  on  my  soul 

Let  thy  sweet  glories  shine, 
Till  thou  thyself  art  lost  in  joys, 
Immortaf  and  divine. 

CCCXXXVIII.   (C.  M.) 

A  Young  Person  Devoting  himself  to  OtL 

1  OH  ALL  mortals  aim  at  themes  so  great, 
^  Or  raise  their  notes  so  high, 

When  seraphs  low  beneath  thy  feet, 
In  self  abasement  lie  ? 

2  Tho'  Gabriel  tunes  immortal  lyres, 

To  sweet  seraphic  lays  ; 
Th'  Eternal  hears  when  infant  tongues 
Attempt  to  lisp  his  praise. 

3  The  early  dawn  of  op'ning  life, 

Has  prov'd  thy  guardian  care  ; 
Nor  shall  I  less  thro'  future  years, 
Thy  grace  and  goodness  share. 

4  Behold  I  give  myself  to  thee, 

And  in  thy  name  confide  ; 
Most  gracious  God,  O  deign  to  be 
My  Father,  Friend,  and  Guide. 

CCCXXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

Praise  for  Divine  Fulness. 

\  rilHE  food  on  which  thy  children  live, 
1_    Great  God  is  thine  alone  to  give  : 
And  we,  for  grace  receiv'd,  would  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  love  and  praise. 


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2  How  vast,  how  full,  how  rich,  how  free, 
Dear  Jesus,  thy  rich  treasures  be  : 

To  the  full  fountain  of  our  joys, 
We  gladly  come  for  fresh  supplies. 

3  For  this  we  wait  upon  thee,  Lord, 
For  this  we  listen  to  thy  word  : 
Descend  like  gentle  show'rs  of  rain, 
Nor  let  our  souls  attend  in  vain. 

CCCXL.  (C.  M.)  Rochester. 

Jesus  Worthy  of  all  Praise. 

1  |~1 0  ME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
\J  With  angels  round  the  throne  : 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues ; 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cr> 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  : 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 

For  he  was  slain  for  us. 
5  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 

Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

CCCXLI.  (C.  M.)  Ocean. 

Mariners  Constrained  to  Praise. 

1  fl^HY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 

JL    That  rule  the  bo'ist'rous  sea, 
The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
Who  'tempt  that  dang'rous  way. 

2  At  thy  commands  the  winds  arise, 

And  swell  the  tow 'ring  waves; 


272  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

The  men  astonish  \\  mount  the  skies, 
And  sink  in 'gaping  graves. 

3  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 

He  hears  their  loud  request, 
And  orders  silence  through  the  skies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 

4  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 

And  see  the  storm  allay'd  : 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears ; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

5  O  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  those  that  see  thy  wondrous  ways 
Thy  wond'rous  love  record. 

CCCXLII.  (S.  M.)  L.Marlboro 

Joy  in  the  Lonft  Day. 

1  Y\TELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

▼  ?     That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  king  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place, 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 
Js  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
In  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

CCCXLIII.  (S.  M.)  Newburg. 

Universal  Wrrship. 

1  T  ET  ev'ry  creature  join 
JLi  To  praise  th'  eternal  God  ; 
Ye  heav'nly  hosts,  the  song  begin, 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 


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2  Thou  sun  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wond'rous  frame  : 
By  his  command  they  stand  or  move, 
And  ever  speak  his  name, 

4  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honours  be  exprest ; 
But  saints  that  taste  his  saving  love, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

CCCXL1V.  (CM.)  New  Jerusalem. 

The  New  Jerutalenu 

1  ¥    O,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 
|_J  To  our  believing  eyes  ! 

The  earth  and  seas  are  pass'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heav'n,  where  God  resides, 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, 
"  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
"  Of  your  descending  King  ! 

4  "  The  God  cf  glory  down  to  men 

"  Removes  his  blest  abode  ! 
"Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
"  And  he  the  loving  God. 
%  "  His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 
•*  From  every  weeping  eye ;  \  fears 

•■  And  pains,  and   groans,  and   griefs,  and 
"  And  death  itself  shall  die." 
6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  ()  how  long  ! 
Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swiftly  round,  ye  wheels  of  time. 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 
as  2 


274  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISE5. 

CCCXLV.  (8,  8,  6.) 

Jk  Revival  began,  increases  Desire. 

1  FriHE  Lord  into  his  garden  's  come, 

A    The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume. 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive ; 
Refreshing  streams  of  grace  divine, 
From  Jesus  flow  toev'iy  vine, 

And  make  the  dead  alive. 

2  O  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
With  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become — 
The  spring  in  youthful  bloom  appear, 
And  zephyrs  blow  each  plant  to  cheer, 

And  bring  the  harvest  on  ! 

3  Come,  brethren  dear,  who  love  the  Lord. 
Who  taste  the  sweets  of  Jesus'  word, 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  poverty  and  trials  here 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home, 

4  We  feel  that  heav'n  is  now  begun — 
Grace  issues  from  the  heav'nly  throne, 

As  never  heretofore ; 
It  comes  in  floods  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  again, 

And  still  we  long  for  more. 

5  But  when  to  that  bless'd  world  we  come 
And  we  surround  the  glorious  throne, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply  ; 
Jesus  will  lead  his  ransom'd  forth, 
To  living  streams  of  richer  worth, 

That  never  will  run  dry. 

6  Then  we  shall  smile,  and  sweetly  sing, 
And  make  the  heav'nly  arches  ring, 

When  all  his  saints  get  home. 
Come  on  !  come  on  !  my  brethren  dear— 
We  soon  shall  meet  together  there — 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 


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7  Amen  !  amen  !  my  soul  replies  ; 
1  long  to  meet  you  in  the  skies. 

Where  sin  and  death  are  o'er : 
Now  here 's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land, 

Where  parting  is  no  more. 

8  Then  shall  we  join  in  sweet  accord, 
To  chant  the  loving,  bleeding  Lord, 

And  enter  to  his  rest ; 
We  then  in  high,  immortal  strains, 
Will  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains, 

And  be  forever  bless'd. 

CCCXLVI.  (L.  M.)  Double. 

Longing  for  abounding  Grace. 

t  "V/|"Y  God,  my  heart  with  love  inflame, 
It  JL  That  I  may  in  thy  holy  name, 
Aloud  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice, 
While  I  have  strength  to  raise  my  voice : 
Incessantly  1  want  to  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  ev'ry  day, 
And  to  give  thanks  in  ev'ry  thing, 
And  do  the  will  of  Christ  my  king. 

2  ()  Jesus,  hope  of  glory,  come  ! 

And  make  in  me  thy  constant  home ; 
For  the  short  remnant  of  my  days 
I  want  to  live,  and  sing  thy  praise. 
When  on  my  dying  bed  I  lie, 
Lord,  give  me  faith  to  see  thee  nigh, 
And  grace  to  praise  thee  with  my  breath, 
Until  my  voice  is  lost  in  death. 

3  Then  brothers,  sisters,  joyful  come, 
My  body  follow  to  the  tomb  ; 

And  as  you  march  that  solemn  road, 

Loud  sing  the  praises  of  our  God. 

Then  you  below,  and  I  above 

Will  shout,  and  praise  the  God  we  love, 

Until  the  great  tremendous  day, 

When  he  shall  wake  our  slumb'ring  clay. 

4  When  from  our  dusty  beds  we  rise, 

"  Well  done,"  the  sov'reign  of  the  skies, 


276  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Shall  smiling  to  his  children  say, 
"Come  reign  with  me  in  endless  day. " 
Then  into  life  we'll  leap  and  spring, 
And  sing  '*  O  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
O  grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  ?'? 
And  live  and  sing  eternally. 
5  Then  faiewell  world,  you're  not  our  rest, 
We  long  to  taste  the  heav'nly  feast, 
Where  no  more  thy  deceiving  charms 
Thrust  the  dear  Saviour  from  our  arms  : 
But  where  we'll  sing  in  sweet  accord, 
And  be  forever  with  the  Lord, 
In  the  Jerusalem  above, 
Wrapt  up  in  everlasting  love. 

CCCXLVII.   (8's.) 

The  Pretence  o/Chritt  makes  all  -well. 

1  TTOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
XX  When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see, 

Sweet   prospects,    sweet  birds,    and  swee. 
flow'rs, 

Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  with  me  : 
The  mid-summer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December 's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice: 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 
I  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd  ; 
No  changes  of  seasons  or  place, 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind : 
While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

K  nalace  a  toy  would  appear ; 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE.  572 

And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 
If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song ; 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 
And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 

0  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 
Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore ; 

Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 
Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more, 

CCCXLVIII.  (C.  M.)  Double. 

T/ie  Christian's  best  and  only  Wish, 

1  TF  dust  and  ashes  might  presume 
JL  Great  God,  to  talk  to  thee ; 

If  in  thy  presence  can  be  room 
For  crawling  worms  like  me ; 

1  humbly  would  my  wish  present ; 

For  wishes  I  have  none  ; 
All  my  desires  are  now  content 
To  be  compris'd  in  one. 

2  I  would  not  sue  for  length  of  days  ; 

For  honour,  or  for  wealth  ; 
Nor,  that  which  far  surpasseth  these, 

Uninterrupted  health. 
I  would  not  ask,  a  monarch  heir, 

Or  counsellor  to  be  ; 
A  better  wisdom  I  would  share, 

A  nobler  pedigree. 

3  Not  joy,  nor  strength  would  I  request  j 

Though  neither  I  contemn  ; 
But  would  petition  to  be  blest 

With  what  transcendeth  them. 
'Tis  not  that  angels  might  convey 

My  soul  this  night  to  heav'n  : 
Thy  time  with  patience  I  can  stay, 

Since  all  my  sin  's  forgiv'n. 

4  Nor  would  1  crave  in  highest  state, 

At  thy  right  hand  to  sit 


278  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

(The  suit  of  ZeVdee's  sons ;)  for  that 

I  know  myself  unfit, 
Nor  in  thy  church  on  earth  would  strive 

A  pompous  post  to  fill  ; 
For  tear  I  might  not  well  perceive, 

Or  fail  to  do  thy  will. 

5  The  single  boon  I  would  entreat 

Is  to  be  led  by  thee, 
To  gaze  upon  the  bloody  sweat 

In  sad  Gethsemane, 
To  view  (as  I  could  bear  at  least) 

Thy  tender  broken  heart, 
Like  a  rich  olive,  bruis'd  and  prest 

With  agonizing  smart. 

6  To  see  thee  bow'd  beneath  my  guilt, 

Intolerable  load  ! 
To  see  thy  blood  for  sinners  spilt, 

My  groaning,  gasping  God  ! 
With  sympathizing  grief  to  mourn 

The  sorrows  of  thy  soul ; 
The  pangs  and  tortures  by  thee  borne, 

In  some  degree  condole. 

7  There  musing  on  thy  mighty  love, 

I  always  would  remain  ; 
Or  but  to  Golgotha  remove, 

And  thence  return  again. 
In  each  dear  place  the  same  rich  scene 

Should  ever  be  renew 'd  ; 
No  object  else  could  intervene, 

But  all  be  love  and  blood. 

8  For  this  one  favour  oft  I've  sought : 

And  if  this  one  be  giv'n, 
I  seek  on  earth  no  happier  lot ; 

And  hope  the  like  in  heav'n. 
Lord,  pardon  what  I  ask  amiss, 

For  knowledge  1  have  none  : 
1  do  but  humbly  speak  my  wish  ; 

And  may  thy  will  be  done. 


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CCCXLIX.  (8,  7.) 

Past  Mercies  acknowledged,  and  Future  ones  sought. 

1  l^lOME  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 
\J    Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ! 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  : 
.  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above ; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it, 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  grace  I've  come ; 
And  I  trust  by  thy  good  pleasure 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home  : 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger 

Wand 'ring  from  the  fold  of  God. 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  with  precious  blood. 

3  O  to  grace,  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be  ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  soul  to  thee  : 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord  I  feel  it, 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 
Here  's  my  heart — O  take  and  seal  it  1 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

4  O  that  day  when  freed  from  sinning, 

I  shall  see  thy  lovely  face  ! 
Richly  clothed  in  blood-wash'd  linen, 

How  I'll  sing  thy  sov'reign  grace  ! 
Come,  dear  Lord,  no  longer  tarry, 

Take  my  raptur'd  soul  away  ; 
Send  thy  angels  down  to  carry 

Me  to  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  If  thou  ever  didst  discover, 

To  my  faith  the  promis'd  4and ; 
Bit",  me  now  the  stream  pass  over, 

v):i  the  heav'nly  border  stand  : 
Now  surmount  whate'er  opposes, 

Into  thy  embrace  I  fly  ; 


280  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Speak  the  word  thou  spak'st  to  Moses, 
Bid  me  "get  me  up  and  die." 

CCCL.  (8.  7.) 

Breathing  after  the  Indwelling  of  the  Spirit. 

1  T  OVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 

J  J  Joy  of  heav'n  to  earth  come  down ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  that  second  rest. 
Take  away  our  pow'r  of  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be ; 
End  of  faith  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave  : 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above, 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Gflory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be : 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restor'd  in  thee. 
Chang'd  from  glory  into  glory, 

'TiH  in  heav'n  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee. 

Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

CCCLI.  (7's.) 

Christ  a  Covert  f-om  the  Tempest. 

1    "I  ESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
tf    Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE.  281 

While  tne  raging  billows  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high  I 

Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past : 

Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  staid, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

All  in  all  in  thee  I  find  : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind  s 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

1  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 
I  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within : 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

CCCLI1.   (8,  7.) 

Blind  Bartimeus  Healed  and  Praising. 

I>  "  Vf  ERCY,  O  thou  Son  of  David** 

It JL  Thus  blind  Bartimeus  cry'd  ; 
"  Others  by  thy  grace  are  saved, 

O  vouchsafe  to  me  thine  aid. " 
For  his  crying  many  chid  him, 

But  he  cry'd  the  louder  still  ; 
'Till  his  gracious  Saviour  bid  him, 
*  Come  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 


282  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

2  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  us'd  to  live  : 
Yet  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms,  that  n^ne  but  he  could  give  : 
"  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  mine  eyes  behold  the  day  ;" 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 

Follow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 

3  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around  ; 
"  Friends  is  not  my  case  amazing, 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  ! 

0  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 
Or  could  be  advis'd  by  me  ; 

Sure  if  they  were  brought  unto  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see." 

4  "  Now  I  freely  leave  my  garments, 

Follow  Jesus  in  the  way, 
He'll  direct  me  by  his  counsel, 

Bring  me  to  eternal  day  : 
There  shall  I  behold  my  Saviour, 

Spotless,  innocent  and  pure; 

1  shall  reign  with  him  for  ever, 

For  his  promises  are  sure. " 

5  Don't  you  see  my  Jesus  coming, 

See  him  now  in  yonder  cloud, 
With  ten  thousand  angels  round  him  j 

(J  behold  the  glorious  crowd  ! 
I  will  rise  and  go  and  meet  him, 

A.nd  embrace  him  in  my  arms  ; 
In  the  arms  of  my  dear  Jesus, 

O  !  he  hath  ten  thousand  charms, 

CCCLIII.  (6,  5.) 

To  be  Sung  at  the  close  ofWorthip. 

1    YMTITH  gladness,  dear  brethren, 


We  met  at  this  place, 
o  speak  and  to  hear 
Of  God's  rich  and  free  g-ace 


PRAYER  AND  FRAISK.  281 


For  all  who  are  needy, 
And  know  they  are  poor, 

The  Saviour  of  sinners 
Has  plenty  in  store. 

2  If  hungry  and  thirsty, 

And  burden'd  with  guilt, 
For  you  the  dear  Saviour 

His  blood  freely  spilt; 
If  naked  and  wounded, 

Just  ready  to  die, 
The  Saviour  is  willing 

Your  wants  to  supply. 

3  Then  come,  ye  poor  sinners, 

And  make  no  delay, 
Our  Jesus  most  kindly 

Invites  you  to-day  ; 
If  you  are  but  willing 

You've  nothing  to  doubt, 
For  such  as  come  to  him, 

He  will  not  cast  out. 

4  We  soon  must  be  parted, 

And  this  I  you  tell, 
I  wish  your  souls  happy, 

I  wish  you  all  well ; 
If  we  here  together 

No  longer  can  stay, 
Be  sure  you  continue 

To  watch  and  to  pray. 

5  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren 

Belov'd  of  the  Lord, 
The  footsteps  of  Jesus 

You  find  in  his  word ; 
Then  follow  your  leader 

Wherever  he  goes, 
Stand  fast  and  unshaken 

Whatever  oppose. 

6  On  parting,  dear  brethren, 

I  give  you  my  hand, 
In  token  of  friendship, 
That,  uniting. band; 


2b*  CHRISTIAN  KXERCISKSw 

Although  for  awhile 
These  vile  bodies  must  part, 

Cemented  in  love 

We're  still  join'd  in  heart. 

7  The  time 's  swiftly  coming 

When  Christ  shall  appear 
In  glory,  and  then 

All  his  saints  will  meet  there  : 
No  fear  then  of  parting, 

No  grief  nor  complaint, 
Shall  ever  be  heard 

From  the  tongue  of  a  saint. 

8  But  praise  and  thanksgiving 

Shall  be  their  employ — 
Their  souls  always  feasting, 

Yet  never  shall  cloy  : 
New  scenes  then  unfolding 

New  joys  will  afford  ; 
All  glory  and  honour, 

And  praise  to  the  Lord. 

CCCLIV.  (L.  M.)  Portugal. 

The  Blessedness  of  Public  Worship. 

1  £1  OW  lovely,  how  divinely  sweet, 

■  I.   O  Lord,  fhv  sacred  courts  appear ! 
Fain  would  my  longing  passions  meet, 
The  glories  of  thy  presence  there. 

2  (),  blest  the  men,  hirst  their  employ, 
Whom  thine  indulgent  favours  raise 
To  dwell  in  those  abodes  of  joy. 
And  sing  thy  never-ceasing  praise. 

3  Happy  the  men,  whom  strength  divine 
With  ardent  love  and  zeal  inspires  : 
Whose  steps  to  thy  blest  way  incline, 
With  willing  hearts  and  warm  desires. 

4  One  day  within  thy  sacred  gate 
Affords  more  real  joy  to  me, 

Than  thousands  in  the  tents  of  state  : 
The  meanest  place  is  bliss  with  thee. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE.  285 

CCCLV.  (C.  M.) 

Christ  more  Precious  than  Rubiet. 

\    "TESUS,  to  multitudes  unknown, — 
tl    ()  name  divinely  sweet  ! 
Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honour,  pleasure  meet. 

2  Should  both  the  Indies  at  my  call, 

Their  boasted  stores  resign  ; 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

3  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 

Of  this  dear  gift  possess'd, 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  forever  bless'd. 

4  Dear  Sov'reign  of  my  soul's  desires, 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  : 
Accept  the  wish  that  love  inspires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 

CCCLVI.  (CM.) 

0 

The  Saviour  Praised. 

1  f|lHE  Saviour  !  O  what  endless  charms 

I_    Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 
Its  influence  ev'ry  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joy  divine, 

In  rich  profusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
And  doom'd  to  endless  woe. 

3  O  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 

Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
Mv  Saviour,,  and  my  aU- 


288  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

2  Thou  art  the  glorious  gift  of  God, 
To  sinners  weaiy  and  distrest  : 
The  first  of  all  his  gifts  bestow'd, 
And  certain  pledge  of  all  the  rest. 

3  Could  I  but  say  this  giftvis  mine, 

I'd  tread  the  world  beneath  my  Ceet ; 
No  more  at  poverty  repine, 
Nor  envy  sinners  rich  and  great. 

4  The  precious  jewel  I  would  keep, 
And  lodge  it  deep  within  my  heart ; 
At  home,  abroad,  awake,  asleep, 
It  never  should  from  thence  depart. 

CCCLXII.  PC.  M  } 

Hot  ashamed  o/Chrut. 

1  1~\  EAR  Saviour,  will  thy  pard'ning  love 
\3  Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile  ? 

Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  smile  ? 

2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  er.clur'd, 

And  suffer'd  all  my  shame  ? 

And  shall  I  be  asham'd,  O  Lord, 

To  own  thy  precious  name  ? 

3  No,  Lord,  I'm  not  asham'd  of  thee, 

Nor  of  thy  cause  on  earth  ! 
O  do  not  be  asham'd  of  me, 
When  I  resign  my  breath. 
i  Be  thou  my  shield,  be  thou  my  sun  ; 
O  guide  me  all  my  days  ; 
And  let  my  feet  with  joy  run  on 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 

CCCLXI1I.  (L.  M.) 

Growth  in  Qract—Pra'weftr. 

i    1>H  AISE  to  thy  name  eternal  God, 

I      For  all  the  grace  thou  shed'st  abroad } 
For  all  thy  influence  from  above, 
To  warm  our  souls  with  sacred  love. 

2  Blest  be  thy  hand,  which  from  the  skies 
Brought  down  this  plant  of  Paradise, 


FAITH  AND  PRAYER.  289 

And  gave  its  heavenly  glories  birth, 
To  deck  the  wilderness  of  earth. 

3  Unchanging  sun,  thy  beams  display, 
To  drive  the  frosts  and  storms  away  ; 
Make  all  thy  potent  virtues  known, 
To  cheer  a  plant  so  much  thine  own. 

4  And  thou,  blest  Spirit,  deign  to  blow, 
Fresh  gales  of  heaven  on  shrubs  below  ; 
So  shall  they  grow  and  breathe  abroad, 
A  fragrance  grateful  to  our  God. 

CCCLXIV.  (C.  M.) 

Faith  affords  Comfort  in  every  State. 

2  "VWTHEN     faith    presents    the    Saviour'* 

?  f  death, 

And  whispers,   "this  is  mine  :" 
Sweetly  my  rising  hours  advance, 
And  peacefully  decline. 
I  Let  outward  things  go  how  they  will, 
His  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
I  triumph  in  my  Saviour's  death — 
My  joys  are  all  sublime  ! 

3  Faith  in  thy  love  shall  sweeten  death, 

And  smooth  the  rugged  way  ; 
Smile  on  me,  dearest  Lord,  and  then 
I  shall  not  wish  to  stay. 

CCCLXV.  (C.  M.) 

Confidence. 

1  TjM R ML Y  I  stand  on  Zion's  hill, 
jl    And  view  my  starry  crown  ; 

No  pow'r  on  earth  my  hope  can  shake, 
Nor  hell  can  pull  me  down. 

2  The  lofty  hills  and  stately  tow'rs, 

That  lift  their  heads  on  high. 

Shall  all  be  levell'd  in  the  dust — 

Their  very  names  shall  die. 

3  The  vaulted  heavens  shall  melt  away, 

Built  by  Jehovah's  hands  ; 
N 


290  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Rut  firmer  than  the  heavens,  the  Rock 
Of  my  salvation  stands, 

CCCLXVI.  (C.  M.) 

Faith  and  Resignation. 

1  fTlHROUGH  all  the  downward  tracts  a 
A         time, 

God's  watchful  eye  surveys  ; 
O,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  regulate  our  ways  ? 

9  I  cannot  doubt  his  bounteous  love, 
Unmeasurably  kind  ; 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will, 
Be  every  wish  resign 'd. 

3  Good  when  he  gives,  supremely  good, 
Nor  less  when  he  denies  ; 
E'en  crosses  from  his  sov'reign  hand 
Are  blessings  in  disguise, 

CCCLXVII.  (C.  M.) 

Bring  your  Burden  to  the  Lrd. 

1  fllHE  cause  that  is  for  me  too  hard, 

1_    I'll  make  to  Jesus  known  ; 
I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  leave  them  at  his  throne. 

2  He  will  his  cheering  grace  impart, 

And  ease  my  anxious  breast ; 
His  love  can  heal  a  wounded  heart, 
And  bring  my  soul  to  rest. 

3  The  Judge  supreme  must  needs  do  righ** 

Whoe'er  should  me  condemn  ; 
He'll  bring  my  judgment  to  the  light. 
And  clear  my  injur'd  name. 

4  He  calls  me  by  his  precious  word, 

And  bids  me  not  to  fear  ; 
The  cause  that  is  for  me  too  hard, 
My  gracious  God  will  hear 


FAITH  AND  PRAYER  291 

CCCLXVIII.  (L.  M .) 

Cast  dowrty  but  not  in  Despair. 

1  VE7HY,  O  my  soul,  these  anxious  cares  > 

▼  ▼     Why  thus  cast  down  with  doubts  and 
fears  ? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  God  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ? 

2  When  first  before  his  mercy  seat 
Thou  didst  to  him  thy  all  commit, 
He  gave  thee  warrant  from  that  hour, 
To  trust  his  wisdom,  love,  and  power. 

3  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  ? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  past, 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last  ? 

4  He  who  has  help'd  me  hitherto, 
Will  help  me  all  my  journey  through, 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  Ebenezers  to  his  praise. 

CCCLXIX.   (C.  M.) 

Cast  down,  but  not  Destroyed. 

1  "VJOW  in  thy  praise,  eternal  King, 
1^1    Be  all  my  thoughts  employ'd  ; 

While  of  this  precious  truth  I  sing, 
Cast  down,  but  not  destroy'd. 

2  Oft  the  united  pow'rs  of  hell 

My  soul  have  sore  annoy'd  ; 
And  yet  I  live  this  truth  to  tell. 
Cast  down,  but  not  destroy'd. 

3  In  all  the  paths  thro*  which  I've  past, 

What  mercies  I've  enjoy 'd  : 
And  this  shall  be  my  song  at  last, 

Cast  down,  but  not  destroy'd. 
When  I  with  God  in  heav'n  appear, 

There  I  shall  him  adore  ; 
Destroy'd  shall  be  my  sin  and  fear, 

And  I  cast  down  no  more. 


?92  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

CCCLXX.  (C.  M.) 

Devil*  believe  and  tremb't. 

i  FTlO  God  who  lives  and  reigns  on  high, 
JL    The  saints'  best  passions  move  : 
Devils  believe,  and  trembling  lie, 
But  devils  cannot  love. 
*<i  The  saints  in  songs  for  ever  new, 
Their  humble  tribute  bring  ; 
Devils  believe  and  tremble  too, 
But  devils  cannot  sing. 
3  The  saints  before  his  throne  in  prayer, 
Their  daily  wants  display  ; 
Devils  believe  and  tremble  there, 
But  devils  cannot  pray, 
s  Give  me  that  faith,  ()  God  of  grace, 
Which  purifies  the  heart ; 
Which  works  by  love  and  holiness, 
Nor  will  from  thee  depart 
I  In  this  sweet  grace  may  I  excel, 
And  in  it  live  and  die  ; 
While  trembling  devils  down  in  hell 
In  chains  and  darkness  lie. 

CCCLXXI.  fL.  M.) 

Ebenexer. 

V  "p  TERNAL  God,  I  bless  thy  name— 
JlJ   The  same  thy  pow'r,  thy   grace  I 

same : 
The  tokens  of  thy  friendly  care, 
Open  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 

\  I  'midst  ten  thousand  dangers  stand, 
Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand  ; 
And  see,  when  I  survey  thy  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

5    Thus  far  thy  arm  has  led  me  on  ; 
Thus  far  I  make  thy  mercy  known  ; 
And  while  I  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 


FAITH  AND  PRAYER.  293 

4  My  grateful  soul,  on  Jordan's  shore, 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more  ; 
Then  bear  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 

CCCLXXII.   (L.  M.) 

Reflection*  »n  Life  and  Eternity. 

1  TTiTERNITYisjust  at  hand  ; 

But    And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing  sand  ? 
And  careless  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away  ? 

2  Eternity  !  tremendous  sound  ! 

To  guilty  souls  a  dreadful  wound  ! 
But  O  !  if  Christ  and  heaven  be  mine, 
How  sweet  the  accents  !  how  divine  ! 

3  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 

My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prav'r — 

An  int  rest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 

My  pardon  seal'd,  and  peace  with  God. 

4  Search,  Lord,  ()  search  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart ; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 

And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

CCCLXXIII.   (L.  M.) 

The  tame. 

1  f\  THOU  eternal  glorious  Lord, 

\_J    Thy  gracious  presence  now  afford  : 
To  all  our  souls  thine  influence  bring, 
While  of  eternity  we  sing  ! 

2  Eternity  !  stupendous  theme  ! 
Compar'd  herewith  our  life's  a  dream  ; 
Eternity  !  O  awful  sound, 

'A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

3  Eternity  !  the  dread  abode, 
And  habitation  of  our  God  ! 
His  glory  fills  the  vast  expanse, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  mortal  sense. 

4  But  an  eternity  there  is 

Of  dreadful  woe,  or  joyful  bliss: 


254  CHRISTIAN  EXKRCISES. 

And  swift  as  time  fulfils  its  round, 
We  to  eternity  are  bound. 

CCCLXXIV.  (C.  M.) 

Faith  Conquering. 

1  T>  ISE,  ()  my  soul,  pursue  the  path, 
m\  By  ancient  heroes  trod  : 
Ambitious  view  those  holy  men, 

Who  liv'd  and  walk'd  with  God. 

2  Tho'  dead  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live  ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  'Twas  thro'  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood. 

They  conquer'd  ev'ry  foe  : 
And  to  his  pow'r  and  matchless  grace, 
Their  crowns  and  honour  owe. 

4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given  ; 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road, 
Which  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

CCCLXXV.  (C.  M.) 

To  Obey  is  better  than  Saerijice. 

1  y\ AHY  should  the  dread  of  sinful  man 

H     Ensnare  and  vex  my  soul  ? 
(),  for  that  fortitude  which  can 
My  ev'ry  fear  control. 

2  Shall  I  offend  a  holy  God, 

And  sacrifice  my  peace, 
To  shun  a  moital's  threat'ning  rod, 
A  friend  or  two  to  please  ? 

3  I  must  obey  the  God  I  love, 

Though  all  the  world  contemns  ; 
One  smile  from  him,  1  prize  above 
The  richest  earthly  gems. 

4  Lord,  I  resign  me  to  thy  will, 

Thy  wisdom  I  adore  ! 
I  yield  to  thee — thy  word  fulfil, 
And  let  me  doubt  no  more. 


FAITH  AND  PRAYER.  29« 

CCCLXXVI.  (L  M.) 

T/ie  If  ays  of  God  mysterious,  yet  tun. 

1  rflHY  ways,  O  God,  with  wise  design, 

h    Are  fram'd  upon  thy  throne  above ; 
•And  ev'ry  dark  and  bending  line, 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 

2  With  teeble  light,  and  half  obscure, 
Poor  mortals  thy  arrangements  view  : 
Not  knowing  that  the  least  are  sure, 
And  the  mysterious  just  and  true. 

3  Thy  flock,  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Tho'  now  they  seem  to  roam  uney'd, 
Are  led,  or  driven  only  where 
They  best  and  safest  may  abide. 

4  They  neither  know,  nor  trace  the  way, 
But  trusting  to  thy  piercing  eye, 
None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  stray. 

Nor  shall  the  weakest  fail  or  die. 

CCCLXXVII.  (C.  M.) 

Self-denial,  or  taking  up  the  Cross. 

1  TTklDST  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 
JLF   And  bear  the  cross  for  me  ? 

And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be? 

2  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine, 

And  make  me  truly  bold  ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine. 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

3  ■  Let  mockers  scoff,  let  men  defame, 

And  treat  me  with  disdain ; 
Still  may  I  glorify  thy  name, 
A.nd  count  their  slander  gain.' 

4  To  thee  1  cheerfully  submit, 

And  all  my  pow'rs  resign  ; 
Let  wisdom  point  out  what  is  fit, 
And  I'll  no  more  repine. 


296  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

CCCLXXVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Submission  to  the  Divtne  IPill. 

1  SUBMISSIVE  to  thy  will,  my  God, 
kJ  I  all  to  thee  resign  ; 

And  bow  before  thy  chast'ning  rod — 
I  mourn,  but  not  repine. 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  heart,  complain. 

When  wisdom,  truth,  and  love, 
Direct  the  stroke,  inflict  the  pain, 
And  point  to  joys  above  ? 

3  How  short  are  all  my  suff 'rings  here, 

How  needful  ev'ry  cross  ; 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  call  my  gain  my  loss. 

4  Then  give,  dear  Lord,  or  take  away, 

I'll  bless  thy  sacred  name  ; 
My  Jesus,  yesterday,  to-day, 
Forever  is  the  same  ! 

CCCLXXIX.  (CM.) 

Another. 

1  1 1  EAR  Lord  my  best  desires  fulfil, 
jLr   And  help  me  to  resign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort,  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand, 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No — let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Nor  wilt  withhold  from  me. 
<4  Thy  favour  all  my  journey  through, 
Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant : 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want. 

5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way  ; 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 


FAITH  AND  PRAYER.  297 

A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day  ? 

And  crush 'd  before  the  moth  ? 
6  But,  ah  !  my  inmost  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies 

Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

CCCLXXX.  (C.  M.) 

Submission,  or  Divine  Direction  sought, 

1  T  ORD,  hast  thou  call'd  me  by  thy  grace, 
JLi  And  form'd  my  heart  anew  ? 

And  are  these  joys  which  now  I  taste 
The  pledge  of  glory  too  ? 

2  I  leave  inferior  cares  with  thee, 

Since  thou  hast  won  my  heart  ; 
Whatever,  Lord,  is  good  for  me, 
Do  thou  that  good  impart. 

3  Not  to  my  wish,  but  to  my  want 

All  needful  good  apply  ; 
Unask'd  for  good,  Lord,  to  me  grant — 
What 's  ill,  though  ask'd,  deny. 

CCCLXXXI.  (C.  M.) 

Desiring  a  closer  Walk  with  Ood. 

1  i  \  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
"  "  A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view, 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy'd  ' 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still  ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  C)  holy  dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 
n  2 


29?  CURISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'cr  that  idol  be ; 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

CCCLXXXII.  (S.  M.)  Ps.  xxv 

Waiting  for  Pardon  and  Direction. 

1  T  LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 
JL  My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 

Let  not  my  foes  that  seek  my  blood, 
Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 

2  Sin  and  the  pow'r  of  hell 

Persuade  me  to  despair ; 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  cov'nant  well, 
That  I  may  'scape  the  snare. 

3  From  beams  of  dawning  light, 

'  Till  ev'ning  shades  arise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
With  ever  longing  eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

CCCLXXXII1.  (6,  8.)  Lenox,  Delight 

The  Chrittian't  life  periltui. 

1  TF.SUS,  at  thy  command, 
tl  I  launch  into  the  deep  ; 
And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  : 
For  thee  I  would  the  world  resign, 
And  sail  to  heav'n  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot  wise  : 

My  compass  is  thy  word : 
Mv  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  1  have  such  a  Lord. 


PRAYER.  2'J» 

1  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  pow'r, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 

Through  all  my  passage  lie  ; 
Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep, 

And  guide  me  witn  his  eye. 
My  anchor  hope  shall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boist'rous  storm  outride. 

4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 

The  port  of  endless  rest : 
My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 

And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast ! 
O  !  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more 

5  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 

And  storms  forbear  to  toss  ; 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  still  nigh, 

Lest  I  should  suffer  loss  : 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

6  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  blow 

A  prosp'rous  gale  of  grace, 
Waft  me  from  all  below, 

To  heav'n  my  destin'd  place  ! 
Then,  in  full  sail,  my  port  I  11  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

CCCLXXXIV.  (CM.) 

The  Effort. 

1  A  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-sea? 
il  Where  Jesus,  answers  pray'r  ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 

For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callest  burden'd  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  prest ; 


300  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISER 

By  war  without  and  fears  withir* 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place  ' 

That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 
I  may  mv  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him,  "thou  hast  dy'd." 

5  O  wond'rous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame  ; 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

6  "Poor  tempest  tossed  soul  be  still, 

"My  promis'd  grace  receive  ;" 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks — I  must — I  will, 
I  can,  I  do  believe. 

CCCLXXXV.  (8's.) 

Serj-ahhorrence  and  humble  Prayer. 

1  T7VYTHER  of  light,  from  whom  proceed! 
_F    Whate'er  thy  ev'ry  creature  needs, 
Whose  goodness  providently  nigh, 

Feeds  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry  : 
To  thee  I  look,  my  heart  prepare, 
Suggest  and  hearken  to  my  pray'r. 

2  Since  by  thy  light  myself  I  see, 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  void  of  thee  ; 
Thy  eyes  must  all  my  thoughts  survey, 
Preventing  what  my  lips  would  say  : 
Thou  seest  my  wants,  for  help  they  call, 
And  ere  I  speak,  thou  know'st  them  all. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  baseness  of  my  mind, 
Wayward,  and  impotent,  and  blind  ; 
Thou  know'st  how  unsubdu'd  my  will, 
Averse  to  good,  and  prone  to  ill ; 

Thou  know'st  how  wide  my  passions  rove, 
Nor  check'd  by  fear,  nor  charm'd  by  love, 

4  Fain  would  I  know,  as  known  by  thee, 
And  feel  the  indigence  I  see  ; 

Fain  would  I  all  my  vileness  own, 
And  deep  beneath  the  burden  groan  ; 


PRAYER.  30* 

Abhor  the  pride  that  lurks  within, 
Detest  and  loathe  myself  and  sin. 
5  Ah  !  give  me  Lord,  myself  to  feel ; 
My  total  misery  reveal  : 
Ah  !  give  me  Lord,  (I  still  would  say) 
A  heart  to  mourn,  a  heart  to  pray  ; 
My  bus'ness  this,  my  only  care, 
My  life,  my  ev'ry  breath  be  pray'r. 

CCCLXXXVI.  (C.  M.) 

Fear  not,  I  am  with  you.    Is.  xli.  10. 

1  A  ND  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 
J\.  To  dissipate  our  fear  ? 

Dost  thou  proclaim  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  forever  near  ? 

2  Dost  thou  a  father's  bowels  feel 

For  all  thy  humble  saints  ? 
And  in  such  friendly  accents  speak, 
To  soothe  their  sad  complaints  ? 

3  Why  droop  our  hearts,  why  flow  our  eyes ! 

While  such  a  voice  we  hear  ? 
Why  rise  our  sorrows  and  our  fears, 
While  such  a  friend  is  near  ? 

4  To  all  thy  other  favours  add 

A  heart  to  trust  thy  word  ; 
And  death  itself  shall  hear  us  sing, 
While  resting  on  the  Lord. 

CCCLXXXVII.  (7's.) 

A  Prayer  for  Humility. 

1  T  ORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart, — 
J  J  Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 

I  shall,  as  my  Master  be 
Rooted  in  humility. 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Chang'd  into  a  little  child  : 
Pleas'd  with  all  the  Lord  provides  ; 
Wean'd  from  all  the  world  besides. 


302  CHRISTIAN  K.fLRCISES. 

3  Father,  fix  my  soul  on  thee  ; 
Ev'ry  evil  let  me  flee  : 
Nothing  want,  beneath,  above,— 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  O  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Ev'ry  good  in  Jesus  join'd  ! 
Him  let  Isr'el  still  adore, 

Trust  him,  praise  him,  evermore. 

CCCLXXXVI1I.  (L.  M.) 

Patience  and  Submission. 

1  TT|EAR  Lord  !  though  bitter  is  the  cup 
JLr  Thy  gracious  hand  deals  out  to  me, 
I  cheerfully  would  drink  it  up  : 

That  cannot  hurt  which  comes  from  th*e, 

2  Dash  it  with  thy  unchanging  love  ; 

Let  not  a  drop  of  wrath  be  there  ! 
The  saints,  forever  bless'd  above, 
Were  often  most  afflicted  here. 

3  From  Jesus,  thy  incarnate  Son, 

I'll  learn  obedience  to  thy  will  ; 

And  humbly  kiss  the  chastening  rod, 

When  its  severest  strokes  I  feel. 


L 


CCCLXXXIX.  (L.  M.; 

Trusting  in  Ood  in  darkness. 

ORD,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 
Th'  obscure  abyss  of  providence ; 
Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 

Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 
Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress. 

We  sail  by  faith  and  not  by  sight ; 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness, 

Through  all  the  briers  and  the  night. 
Dear  Father,  though  thy  lifted  rod 

In  love  doth  scourge  us  here  below, 
Still  we  do  lean  upon  our  God — 

Thine  arms  shall  bear  us  safely  through. 


PRAYER.  30.1 

CCCXC.  (L.  M.) 

All  things  ivork  for  good  to  th^in  that  love  Goil. 

1  rpEMPTATIONSb    trials,    doubts,    and 

1.         fears, 

Wants,  losses,  crosses,  groans,  and  tears, 
Will,  through  the  grace  of  God,  our  friend, 
In  everlasting  triumph  end  ! 

2  To  those  who  him  sincerely  love, 
All  penal  evils  blessings  prove  ; 

Whom  grace  hath  calPd  and  made  his  own, 
Nor  fires  can  burn,  nor  floods  can  drown. 
S  Lord,  let  this  thought  in  deep  distress, 
Our  hopes  confirm,  our  spirits  raise  ; 
'Midst  earth  and  hell's  opposing  pow'rs, 
We  still  are  safe,  if  thou  art  ours. 

CCCXCI.  (L.  M.) 

Faith  and  Unbelief  struggling. 

1  "I  ESUS,  our  soul's  delightful  choice, 
tl    In  thee,  believing,  we  rejoice; 
Yet  still  our  joy  is  mix'd  with  grief, 
Wliile  faith  contends  with  unbelief. 

2  O  let  not  sin  and  Satan  boast, 

While  saints  lie  mourning  in  the  dust ; 
Nor  see  that  faith  to  ruin  brought, 
Which  thy  own  gracious  hand  has  wro't. 

3  Do  thou  the  dying  spark  inflame  ; 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 
And  put  all  anxious  doubts  to  flight, 
As  shades  dispers'd  by  opening  light. 

CCCXCII.  (S.  M.) 

Submission  and  Prayer. 

1  "TkOST  thou  my  profit  seek, 
I  F   And  chasten  as  a  friend  ? 

O  God,  I'll  kiss  the  smarting  rod, 
There  's  honey  at  the  end. 

2  Dost  thou  through  death's  dark  vale 

Conduct  to  heav'n  at  last  ? 


304  CHRISTIAN  EXERCIS       . 

The  future  good  will  make  amends 

For  all  the  evil  past. 
3  Lord,  I  would  not  repine 

At  strokes  in  mercy  sent  ; 
If  the  chastisement  comes  in  love, 

My  soul  shall  be  content. 

CCCXCIII.  (C.  M.) 

A  Blessing  sought  in  the  Beginning  of  Worship. 

1  FT1HY  promise.  Lord,  and  thy  command, 

JL    Have  brought  us  here  to-day  ; 
And  now  we  humbly  waiting  stand 
To  hear  what  thou  wilt  say. 

2  Meet  us,  we  pray,  with  words  of  peace, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  love  ; 

From  all  our  follies  may  we  cease, 

More  faithful  may  we  prove. 

CCCXCIV.  (L.  M.) 

The  same. 

1  TTUNGRY,  and  faint,  and  poor, 
XX  Behold  us,  Lord,  again 
Assembled  at  thy  mercy  s  door, 

Thy  bounty  to"  obtain. 

2  Thy  word  invites  us  nigh, 

Or  we  must  starve  indeed  ; 

For  we  no  money  have  to  buy, 

No  righteousness  to  plead. 

3  The  food  our  spirits  want 

Thy  hand  alone  can  give  ; 
Oh,  hear  the  prayer  of  faith,  and  grant 
That  we  may  eat,  and  live. 

CCCXCV.   (8,  7,  i.) 

Christ  the  Pilgrim,s  Guide. 

1   |^i  U1DE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
\M  Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty- 
Hold  me  in  thy  povv'rful  hand  : 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 


PRAYER.  305 

S  Open  now  the  chrystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  heaiing  streams  do  flow  : 

Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  thro*: 

Strong  deliv'rer  ! 

Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  Feed  me  with  the  heavenly  manna, 

In  this  barren  wilderness  : 
Be  my  sword,  my  shield,  and  banner — 

Be  my  robe  of  righteousness  : 
Fight  and  conquer 
All  my  foes  by  sov'reign  grace 

4  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Foe  to  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 

Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 
Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

CCCXCVI.  (L.  M.) 

An  Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

1  T)RAY'R  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  with- 
JL  draw  ; 

Pray'r  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw — 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love — 
Brings  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 

2  Restraining  pray'r,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Pray'r  makes  the  christian's  armour  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

3  Have  you  no  words  ?  ah  !  think  again  : 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow  creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

4  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent — 
Your  cheerful  songs  should  oft'ner  be, 

"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me  !*' 


306  ChRlSTlAN  EXERCISES. 

CCCXCVII.  (L.  M.) 

Pray  rvithout  Ceasing. 

1  "OK  AY'R  was  appointed  to  convey 
Jl      The  blessings  God  designs  to  give  : 
Long  as  they  live  should  christians  pray, 
For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

2  The  christian's  heart  his  pray'r  indites, 
He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within  ; 
The  Spirit  his  petition  writes, 

And  Christ  receives,  and  gives  it  in. 

3  'Tis  pray'r  supports  the  soul  that 's  weak, 
Tho'  thought  be  broken — language  lame  ; 
Pray,  if  thou  canst, or  canst  not  speak, 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Depend  on  Christ — thou  canst  not  fail  : 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known  ; 
Fear  not — his  merits  must  prevail  ; 
Ask  what  thou  wilt,  it  shall  be  done. 

CCCXCVIII.  (L.  M.) 

The  Spirits  Injiuencts  Desired. 

1  T>LESS'D  Jesus  !  source  of  grace  divine, 
O     What    soul    refreshing    streams    ait 

thine  ! 
O  !  bring  these  healing  waters  nigh, 
Or  we  must  droop,  and  fall,  and  die. 
Kl  No  traveller  through  desert  lands, 

'Midst  scorching  suns,  and  burning  sands, 
More  needs  the  current  to  obtain, 
Or  to  enjoy  refreshing  rain. 

3  Our  longing  souls  aloud  would  sing, 
Spring  up,  celestial  Fountain,  spring, 
To  a  redundant  river  Mow, 

And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below. 

4  May  this  blest  torrent  near  my  side, 
Through  all  the  desert  gently  glide  j 
Then,  in  Immanuel's  land  above, 
Spread  to  a  sea  of  joy  and  love  ! 


PRAYER  307 

CCCXCIX.  (S.  M.) 

The  same 

1  pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
\J  With  energy  divine  : 

And  on  this  poor,  benighted  soul, 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

2  From  the  celestial  hills 

Life,  light,  and  joy,  dispense  ! 
And  may  I  daily,  hourly  feel 
Thy  quick'ning  influence. 

3  Melt,  melt  this  frozen  heart ; 

This  stubborn  will  subdue  ; 
Each  evil  passion  overcome, 
And  form  me  all  anew. 

4  Mine  will  the  profit  be, 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise  ; 
And  unto  thee  I  will  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 

CCCC.   (L.  M.) 

A  Prosperous  Gale  longed  for. 
T  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 
'oiling  I  cry,  "Sweet  Spirit,  come  ! 
"  Celestial  breeze,  no  longer  stay, 
"  But  swell  my  sails,  and  speed  my  way  ! 
"  Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  would  I  glow, 
"  And  loose  my  cable  from  below  ; 
"  But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail  ;        [gale  !" 
"  Thou,  thou  must  breathe  th'   auspicious 

CCCCI.  (C.  M.) 

The  Spirit's  Return  Entreated. 

^M  Y  grace  so  weak,  my  sin  so  strong  ; 
A  My  heart  so  greatly  pain'd  : 
Bless'd  spirit,  art  thou  griev'd  ? — and  is 

Thine  influence  restrain'd  ? 
Tell  me — O  tell  me  what  will  please. 

And  cause  thee  to  return  ? 
As  doves  the  absence  of  their  mates, 
I  thy  withdrawments  mourn. 


'A^ 


508  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

3  Come  then,  celestial  Helper  !  come, 

With  energy  divine  ; 
Ease,  of  its  heavy  load  of  guilt, 
This  troubled  heart  of  mine. 

4  Vouchsafe,  in  answer  to  my  pray'r, 

Thy  visits  to  renew  ; 
Increase  my  faith,  dispel  my  fear, 
O  !  guard  and  save  me  too. 

CCCXI1.  (L.  M.) 

A  Prayer  for  Peace 

1  i~\  LORD,  thy  mourning  people  bow, 
\J  And  raise  to  thee  their  pensive  cry  ; 
By  sore  affliction  pressed  now, 

To  thee  they  breathe  their  plaintive  sigh 

2  Behold  their  foes,  with  mighty  hosts, 

In  hostile  rage,  without  a  cause, 
Rush  on  our  undefended  coasts, 
Regardless  of  thy  holy  laws. 

3  Wilt  thou  not  judge  them,  ()  our  God  \ 

The  heathen  they  employ  to  kill 
Our  men,  and  wives,  and  helpless  brood, 
And  so  our  land  with  horrors  fill. 

4  Be  thou  our  refuge,  mighty  God  ! 

Till  these  calamities  shall  cease  ; 
Say  to  our  foes,  as  to  the  flood, 

Thus  far — and  send  us  speedy  peace, 

CCCCIII.  (C.  M.) 

For  a  National  Fast. 

1  f\  LORD,  behold  thy  people  bow, 
\J  And  send  their  cries  to  thee ; 

A  nation  in  affliction  now 
Bendi  in  humility. 

2  The  terrors  of  thy  chast'ning  sword, 

In  awful  triumphs  spread  ; 
We  haste  to  seek  thy  face,  O  Lord  ! 
As  by  thy  promise  led. 

3  All  things  are  in  thy  potent  hand — 

O  bid  this  war  now  cease  ! 


PRAYER.  309 

O  hear  thy  people  through  the  land, 
And  grant  their  pray'r  for  peace. 

CCCCIV.  (L.M.) 

The  Spirit's  aid  Implored, 

1  f*  IVE  me  thy  Spirit,  O  my  God  ! 
\X  Then  I  can  well  all  trials  meet, 
Deny  myself,  and  all  my  pride, 

And  wash  thy  weakest  servant's  feet. 

2  Give  me  thy  Spirit,  O  my  God  ! 

Then  I  shall  all  thy  footsteps  trace, 
And  show  to  all  who  read  thy  word, 
That  I'm  indeed  renew'd  by  grace. 

3  Give  me  thy  Spirit,  O  my  God  ! 

Then,  through  my  few  remaining  days, 
I'll  yield  obedience  to  thy  word, 
And  as  I  go  I'll  sing  thy  praise. 

CCCCV.  (L.  M.) 

Faith  Conquering. 

1  fl  SAVE  me,  save  me  !  O  my  God, 
\J  For  sorrows  break  into  my  soul ; 
And  like  a  risen  angry  flood, 

The  mighty  billows  o'er  me  roll. 

2  Each  rising  surge  proclaims  my  death, 

I  sink  in  black  and  quaggy  mire  ; 
My  lungs  heave  with  but  strangling  breath. 
Which  brings  my  dissolution  nigher. 

3  From  such  a  state,  Lord,  canst  thou  save  ; 

For  I  am  quite  o'erwhelm'd  and  sunk  ? 
Yes ;  thou  didst  Lazarus  from  the  grave 
Save,  when  his  friends  said  that  he  stunk. 

4  Well,  then  my  soul  shall  courage  take, 

Although  I  sink,  and  drown,  and  die  ! 
For  thou  the  bonds  of  death  canst  break, 
And  set  my  soul  at  liberty. 

CCCCVI.  (L.  M.) 

An  Evil  Heart  Lamented. 
OKD  what  a  barren  heart  is  mine, 


1  T   Ol 

Li  ii 


310  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

But  C),  alas  !  how  fruitful  found, 
In  ev'ry  noxious  cumber-ground. 

2  Just  like  the  execrated  earth, 
Noxious  is  all  its  natural  growth  ; 
While  what  it  does  produce  divine, 
Are  natives  of  a  foreign  clime. 

3  Here  anger,  envy,  malice  grow, 
A  thousand  sinful  passions  too, 
Like  briars  iorm'd  but  to  deface, 
And  overspread  the  plants  of  grace. 

4  Kach  like  a  spreading  verdant  vine, 
Both  self  and  mammon  here  entwine 
About  the  heav'nly  plant  of  love, 
And  bend  it  from  the  realms  above. 

5  While  the  luxuriant  weed  of  pride 
Shoots  up  so  high,  and  spreads  so  wide. 
That  through  its  boughs  1  scarce  can  se» 
The  little  plant  humility. 

6  Here  Satan,  like  a  beast  of  prey, 
In  fury  roams  from  day  to  day  ; 
Till  I  with  care  can  scarcely  trace 
A  remnant  of  the  seed  of  grace. 

7  O  Lord,  assist  me  to  repair, 

The  wall  of  watchfulness  and  prayer, 
This  mental  garden  round  about, 
To  keep  the  great  destroyer  out. 

8  Help  me  with  courage  to  begin 

T'  remove  the  cursed  growth  of  sin  ; 
The  stinted  heav'nly  plants  to  till, 
On  which,  C)  Lord,  thy  grace  distil. 

9  Then  shall  the  spices  grow  and  bloom. 
And  send  abroad  a  sweet  perfume  ; 
The  fragrance  rich  shall  pierce  the  skies, 
In  praises  which  like  incense  rise. 

CCCCVII.  (L.  M.) 

Pleading  the  Covenant. 

1  A  LORD,  my  God  !  whose  sovereign  love, 
\3  Is  still  the' same,  nor  e'er  can  move, 


PRAYEF.  311 

Look  to  the  covenant  and  see, 

Has  not  thy  love  been  shown  to  me  ? 

2  Be  with  me  still,  as  heretofore, 

And  help  me  forward  more  and  more; 
My  strong,  my  stubborn  will  incline, 
To  be  obedient  still  to  thine. 

3  Remember  me,  my  dearest  Friend, 
And  love  me  always  to  the  end  : 

O  lead  me  by  thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  me  safe  to  Canaan's  land, 

CCCCVIII.  (C.  M.) 

My  Peace  I  give  unto  you.— St.  John,  xiv.  27. 

1  "V/f  Y  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
iTl.  Pronounce  the  words  of  peace  ! 
And  all  my  warmest  pow'rs  shall  join 

To  celebrate  thy  grace. 

2  With  gentle  smiles  call  me  thy  child, 

And  speak  my  sins  forgiv'n  ; 
The  accents  mild  shall  charm  mine  ear, 
All  like  the  harps  of  heav'n. 

3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  shall  lead, 

The  darkest  path  I'll  tread  ; 
Cheerful,  I'll  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away, 

No  other  fears  we'll  know  ; 
That  hand  which  scatters  pardons  down 
Shall  crowns  of  life  bestow. 

CCCCIX.  (L.  M.) 

Desiring  Communion  with  God. 

1  ~\MY  rising  soul  with  strong  desires, 
ItJL  To  perfect  happiness  aspires, 
With  steady  steps  would  tread  the  roaa 
That  leads  to  heav'n — that  leads  to  God. 

2  I  thirst  to  drink  unmingled  love, 
From  the  pure  fountain-head  above  ; 
My  dearest  Lord,  I  long  *o  be 
Empty 'd  of  sin,  rjid  full  of  thee. 


312  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

3  For  thee  I  pant,  for  thee  I  burn  : 
Art  thou  withdrawn  ?  again  leturn, 
Nor  let  me  be  the  first  to  say, 
Thou  wilt  not  hear  when  sinners  prav 

CCCCX.  (C.  M.) 

Why  Weepest  Thou  * 

1  \M7HY,  O  my  soul !  why  weepest  thoti' 

T  ▼     Tell  me  from  whence  arise 
Those  briny  tears  that  often  flow, 
Those  groans  that  pierce  the  skies  ? 

2  Is  sin  the  cause  of  thy  complaint, 

Or  the  chastising  rod  ? 
Dost  thou  an  evil  heart  lament, 
And  mourn  an  absent  God  ? 

3  Lord,  let  me  weep  for  nought  but  sin  ! 

And  after  none  but  thee  ! 
And  then  1  would — O,  that  I  might ! 
A  constant  weeper  be  ! 

CCCCXI.  (CM.) 

Self-denial  and  Prayer. 

1  A  ND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
J\.  My  dearest  Lord  for  thee  ? 

It  is  but  right  !  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go  ! — one  look  from  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 

3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  liveS| 

How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compar'd  with  thee,  Supremely  Good  ! 
Divinely  Bright  and  Fair  ! 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  could  I  from  thee 

A  single  smile  obtain, 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'd  glory  in  my  gain. 


PRAYER.  313 

CCCCXII.  (S.  M.) 

Sincerity  Desired. 

1  TF  secret  fraud  should  dwell 
J_  Within  this  heart  of  mine, 

Purge  out,  O  God  !  that  cursed  leaven, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

2  If  any  rival  there 

Dares  to  usurp  the  throne, 
Oh,  tear  th'  infernal  traitor  thence, 
And  reign  thyself  alone. 

3  Is  any  lust  conceal'd  ? 

Bring  it  to  open  view  ; 
Search,  search,  dear  Lord  !  my  inmost  soul. 
And  all  its  pow'rs  renew. 

CCCCXIIL  (C.  M.) 

Spiritual  Mindednest. 

1  f\H,  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew 'd, 
\J  Be  my  Redeemer's  throne ; 

And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdu'd, 
His  government  to  own. 

2  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love, 

Be  join'd  with  godly  fear ; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

3  Preserve  me  from  the  snares  of  sin, 

Through  my  remaining  days  ; 
And  in  me  let  each  virtue  shine 
To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 

4  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire ; 

Let  warm  affections  rise  ; 
And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire 
To  mount  above  the  skies. 

CCCCXIV.  (C.  M.) 

Holy  Zeal  and  Diligence  Desired. 
1  VM/'HILE  carnal  men  with  all  their  might, 
▼  T     Earth's  vanities  pursue, 
How  slow  th'  advances  which  I  make, 
With  heav'n  itself  in  view. 
O 


314  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

2  Inspire  my  soul  with  holy  real  ; 

Great  God  !  my  love  inflame: 
Religion  without  zeal  and  love, 
Is  but  an  empty  name. 

3  To  gain  the  top  of  Zion's  hill, 

May  I  with  fervour  strive  ; 
And  all  those  powers  employ  for  thee, 
Which  I  from  thee  derive. 

CCCCXV.  (C.  M.) 

Desiring  to  Run  the  Christian  Race, 
\   i"|H  !  let  me  run  the  christian  race 
\J   With  diligence  and  speed  ! 
God's  Word,  his  Spirit,  and  his  Grace, 
Do  all  to  duty  lead. 
1  Did  Jesus  leave  the  realms  of  bliss, 
To  save  from  sin  and  hell  ? — 
A  love  so  wonderful  as  this 
Calls  for  a  glowing  zeal. 
3  Those  who  to  Christ  for  refuge  flee 
Should  in  his  footsteps  tread  ; 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  should  be 
Both  trusted  and  obey'd. 

CCCCXVI.  (L.  M.) 

Choosing  the  better  part. 

1  T>  ESET  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
_D   In  life's  uncertain  path  1  stand  : 
Saviour  divine  !  diffuse  thy  light 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving  treach'rous  heart 
To  fix  on  Alary 's  better  part ; 

To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise  ; 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies  ; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Jesus  !  still  be  nigh  : 
Cheerful  f  live,  arsd  joyful  die; 


PRWKP.  3l£ 

Secure  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

CCCCXVII.  (S.  M.) 

Offering  a  Living  Sacrifice. 

1  A  ND  will  th'  eternal  King 
j\.  So  mean  a  gift  reward  ? 

That  off 'ring,  Lord,  with  joy  we  bring, 
Which  thine  own  hand  prepar'd. 

2  VVe  own  thy  various  claim, 

And  to  thine  altar  move  : 
The  willing  victims  of  thy  grace, 
And  bound  with  cords  of  love. 

3  Descend,  celestial  fire  ! 

The  sacrifice  inflame : 
So  shall  a  grateful  odour  rise, 
Through  our  Redeemer's  name. 

CCCCXVIII.  (C.  M.) 

A  Glimpse  of  Christ  better  tlian  tlie  fVorld. 

1  "I    ORD  !  let  me  see  thy  beauteous  face  j 
J  J  It  yields  a  heav'n  below  ; 

And  angels  round  thy  throne  will  say 
'Tis  all  the  heav'n  they  know. 

2  A  glimpse — a  single  glimpse  of  thee, 

Would  more  delight  my  soul, 
Than  this  vain  world  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  I  possess  the  whole. 

CCCCXIX.  (C.1VU 

The  Request. 

1  TjiATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
JT     Thy  sov'reign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Let  this  petition  rise. 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

"From  every  murmur  free  ; 
"  The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
*'  And  make  me  live  to  thee. 


316  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

5  "  Let  the  sweet  hope,  that  thou  art  mine, 
"My  life  and  death  attend ; 
'Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shint, 
"And  crown  my  journey's  end, 

CCCCXX.  (C.  M.) 

Secret  Prayer. 

1  "C*  AT  HER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 
1?  Sees  through  the  darkest  night ; 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 

With  heart  discerning  sight. 

2  There  may  that  piercing  eye  survey 

My  duteous  homage  paid, 
With  ev'ry  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  ev'iy  evening's  shade. 

3  O  let  thy  own  celestial  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame  ; 
While  my  warm  vows  to  thee  aspire, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love 

My  soul  in  secret  bless  ; 
So  shalt  thou  deign  in  worlds  above 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

CCCCXXI.  (L.  M.) 

The  Noble  Resolution. 

1  A  H,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 
jf*_  Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin  ' 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain, 

A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 

To  yield  to  Christ's  supreme  control, 

And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

3  O  may  I  never  faint  or  tire, 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  sacred  ways  ! 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  t->  live  thy  praise. 


PRAYER.  317 

CCCCXX1I.  (S.  M.j 

Abrcken  Heartland  a  bleeding  Saviour. 

1  TTNTO  thine  altar,  Lord, 

\J    A  broken  heart  I  bring  ; 

And  wilt  thou  graciously  accept 

Of  such  a  worthless  thing. 

2  To  Christ  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

My  faith  directs  its  eyes  ; 
Thou  may'st  reject  that  worthless  thing, 
But  not  his  sacrifice. 
1  When  he  gave  up  the  ghost, 
The  law  was  satisfied  : 
And  now,  to  its  most  rig'rous  claims, 
I  answer,  "  Jesus  died." 

CCCCXXIII.  (L.M.) 

Social  Prayer. 

1  "  VW^HERE  two  or  three  with  sweet  ac- 

iT  cord, 

"  Obedient  to  their  sov'reign  Lord, 
"  Meet  to  record  his  acts  of  grace, 
"  And  offer  solemn  pray'r  and  praise 

2  "  There,"  says  the  Saviour,  "will  I  be, 
"  Amidst  this  little  company  ; 

"  To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face, 
"  And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 
'J  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  : 
Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heav'nly  love 

CCCCXX1V.  (L.  M.) 

A  Revival  sought. 

1  T  OOK  from  on  high,  great  God,  and  see 
JLi  Thy  saints  lamenting  after  thee 

We  sigh,  we  languish,  and  complain  • 
Revive  thy  gracious  work,  again. 

2  To-day  thy  cheering  grace  impart, 
Bind  up  and  heal  the  broken  heart ; 


318  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Our  sins  subdue,  our  souls  restore, 
And  let  our  foes  prevail  no  more. 
3  Thy  presence  in  thy  house  afford, 
Toev'ry  heart  appiv  thy  word — 
That  sinners  may  their  danger  see 
And  now  begin  to  mourn  for  thee 

CCCCXXV.  (7's.) 

A  Blessing  humbly  requested. 

1  T    ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
Ll  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 

O  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 

Shall  we  seek,  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  In  thy  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay  ; 
Lord,  from  hence  we  would  not  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

3  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

4  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind  ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

CCCCXXVI.  (L.  M.) 

Hope  in  God  alone. 

1  ^VTOW,  while  the  gospel  net  is  cast, 
1^1    Do  thou,  O  Lord,  the  effort  own  ; 
From  num'rous  disappointments  past, 

Teach  us  to  hope  in  thee  alone. 

2  Mav  this  be  a  much-favour'd  hour, 

l'o  souls  in  Satan's  bondage  led  ; 
Or  clothe  thy  word  with  sovereign  pow'r, 
To  break  the  rocks,  and  raise  the  dead 

3  To  mourners  speak  a  cheering  word, 

On  seeking  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine  ; 
Let  poor  backsliders  be  restor'd. 
And  aL  thy  saints  in  praise^/oin. 


PRAYER.  319 

CCCCXXVII.  (C.  M.) 

A  Blessing  prayed  for  on  the  Word, 

1  Tyj  OW,  Lord,  the  heav'nly  seed  is  sown, 
W    Be  it  thy  servant's  care 

Thy  heav'nly  blessings  to  bring  down, 
By  humble  fervent  pray'r. 

2  In  vain  we  plant  without  thine  aid, 

And  water  too  in  vain  ; 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace, 
Send  down  thy  heav'nly  rain. 

3  Then  shall  our  cheerful  hearts  and  tongue* 

Begin  this  song  divine  : 
"  Thou,  Lord,  hast  giv'n  the  rich  increase, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

CCCCXXVIIL  (C.  M.) 

Earnest  desires  to  be  taught  and  led  in  the  Way, 

1  "I    ORD  God,  omnipotent  to  bless, 
\J  My  supplication  hear  ; 

Guardian  of  Jacob,  to  my  voice 
Incline  thy  gracious  ear. 

2  If  I  have  never  yet  begun 

To  tread  the  sacred  road, 
O  teach  my  wand'ring  feet  the  way 
To  Zion's  blest  abode  ! 

3  Or,  if  I'm  traveling  in  the  path, 

Assist  me  with  thy  strength, 
And  let  me  swift  advances  make, 
And  reach  thine  heav'n  at  length. 

4  My  care,  my  hope,  my  first  request, 

Are  all  compris'd  in  this, 
To  follow  where  thy  saints  have  led, 
And  then  partake  their  bliss. 

CCCCXXIX.  (C.  M.) 

Perfection  desired. 

I  'Vf.^^y  mav  tne  kod  of  peace  and  love, 
1^1    Who,  from  th'  impris'ning  grave, 
Restor'd  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Omnipotent  to  save. 


320  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

2  Through  the  rich  merits  of  that  bloo& 

Which  he  on  Calv'ry  spilt, 
To  make  th'  eternal  cov'nant  sure, 
On  which  our  hopes  are  built. 

3  Perfect  our  souls  in  ev'ry  grace 

T'  accomplish  all  his  will, 
And  all  that 's  pleasing  in  his  sight 
Inspire  us  to  fulfil ! 

4  For  the  great  Mediator's  sake, 

We  ev'ry  blessing  pray  : 
With  glory  let  his  name  be  crown'd 
Through  heav'n's  eternal  day  ! 

CCCCXXX.  (L.  M.) 

A  Blessing  implored  on  all  present. 

1  fTlHE  peace  which  God  alone  reveals, 

JL    And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 
Which  only  the  believer  feels, 
Direct,  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts, 

2  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 

The  Father,  Word,  and  Comforter, 
Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down 
On  ev'ry  soul  assembled  here  ! 

CCCCXXXI.  (L.  M.) 

Thirsting  for  quickening  Grace. 

1  "I  THIRST,  but  not  as  once  I  did, 

Jl    The  vain  delights  of  earth  to  share  ; 
Thy  wounds,  Immanuel,  all  forbid, 
That  I  should  seek  my  pleasure  there. 

2  It  was  the  sight  of  thy  dear  cross, 

First  wean'd  my  soul  from  earthly  things, 
And  taught  me  to  esteem  as  dross, 
The  mirth  of  fools  and  pomp  of  kings. 

3  I  want  that  grace  that  springs  from  thee, 

That  quickens  all  things  where  it  flows  j 
And  makes  a  wretched  thorn  like  me, 
Bloom  as  the  myrtle,  or  the  rose. 

4  For  sure,  of  all  the  plants  that  share 

The  notice  of  thy  Father's  eye  ; 


PRAYER.  321 

None  proves  less  grateful  to  his  care, 
Or  yield  him  meaner  fruit  than  I. 

CCCCXXX1I.  (L.  M.) 

Hope  in  Darkness  longing  for  Light. 

1  f\  GOD,  my  Sun,  thy  blissful  rays 

\J  Can  warm,  rejoice,  and  guide  my  heart! 
How  dark,  how  mournful  are  my  days, 
If  thy  enliv'ning  beams  depart  ! 

2  Scarce  thro'  the  shades  a  glimpse  of  day- 

Appears  to  these  desiring  eyes  ! 
But  shall  my  drooping  spirit  say, 
The  cheerful  morn  shall  never  rise  ! 

3  ()  let  me  not  despairing  mourn, 

Tho'  gloomy  darkness  spreads  the  sky  ; 
My  glorious  Sun  will  yet  return, 
And  night  with  all  its  horrors  fly. 

A  O  for  the  bright,  the  joyful  day, 
When  hope  shall  in  fruition  die  ! 
So  tapers  lose  their  feeble  ray, 
Beneath  the  sun's  refulgent  eye. 

CCCCXXXIII.  (L.  M.) 

Let  brotherly  Love  continue. 

1  |^i  RE  AT  Spirit  of  immortal  love, 

\Jf  Vouchsafe  our  frozen  hearts  to  move 
With  ardour  strong  these  breasts  inflame 
To  all  that  own  a  Saviour's  name. 

2  Still  let  the  heav'nly  fire  endure, 
Fervent  and  vigorous,  true  and  pure  : 
Let  ev'ry  heart,  and  ev'ry  hand 
Join  in  the  dear  fraternal  band. 

3  Celestial  Dove,  descend  and  bring 
The  smiling  blessing  on  thy  wing  ; 
And  make  us  taste  those  sweets  below 
Which  in  the  blissful  mansions  grow. 

CCCCXXXIV.  (8's.) 

Sloth  deprecated. 

1  f  PHE  Saviour  meets  his  flock  to  day 
JL    Shall  I,  in  sloth,  abide  at  home  ? 
o 


322  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Shall  I  behind  the  people  stay, 

When  Jesus  calls,  there  still  is  room  ? 

I'll  go,  it  is  a  place  of  prayer, 

Who  knows  but  God  may  meet  me  there  ' 
2  Remove  temptation,  O  my  Lord, 
And  let  my  enemies  be  slain, 

Who  would  withdraw  me  from  thy  word, 
And  plunge  me  in  the  world  again  ; 

And  when  the  bridegroom  shall  appear, 

O  may  my  soul  be  found  in  pray'r. 

CCCCXXXV.  (L.  M.) 

f  Prayer  far  persevering  Grace,  on  giving  ourselves  to  tlie 
Church  of  Christ. 

1  TgENEW'D  by  grace,  we  love  the  word, 
Jtl;    And    yield    our  souls   to   Christ  the 

Lord  ; 
Then  to  the  Church  ourselves  we  give 
In  holy  fellowship  to  live. 

2  Lord  may  we  feel  that  we  are  thine, 
And  sweetly  on  thy  breast  recline, 
Thy  name  revere,  thy  word  obey, 
And  never  cease  to  watch  and  pray. 

3  May  we  continue  in  thy  ways, 
Delight  to  pray — delight  to  praise : 
Among  thy  saints  abide  in  love, 
Till  call'd  to  shine  in  realms  above, 

CCCCXXXVI.  (C.  M.) 

The  Pleasure  of  receiving  netv  Converts  in*o  the  Church 
and  a  Prayer  for  them. 

1  ^\  WITH  what  pleasure  we  behold 
\_W  Sinners  to  Canaan  move, 
Leaving  the  fleeting  things  of  earth, 
For  greater  things  above. 
1  These  having  openly  confess'd, 
The  great  Immanuers  name  ; 
With  sacred  pleasure  we  receive, 
As  lovers  of  the  Lamb 


PRAYER.  323 

3  Lord,  may  they  ever  live  to  thee, 
And  grow  in  heav'nly  love  ; 
Still  may  they  fight  the  fight  of  faith, 
Till  crown'd  with  thee  above. 

CCCCXXXVII.  (S.  M.) 

Desiring  to  be  found  ready. 

1  OREPARR  me,  gracious  God, 

To  stand  before  thy  face  ; 
Thy  Spirit  must  the  work  perform, 
For  it  is  all  of  grace. 

2  In  Christ's  obedience  clothe, 

And  wash  me  in  his  blood  : 
So  shall  I  lift  my  head  with  joy, 
Among  the  sons  of  God. 

3  Do  thou  my  sins  subdue, 

Thy  sov'reign  love  make  known  ; 
The  spirit  of  my  mind  renew, 
And  save  me  in  thy  Son. 

4  Let  me  attest  thy  pow'r, 

•Let  me  thy  goodness  prove, 
'Till  my  full  soul  can  hold  no  more 
Of  everlasting  love. 

CCCCXXXVIII.  (CM.) 

Humble  Pleadings— Remember  me. 

1  TESUS,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend, 
tf    As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 

Now  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary ; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wond'rous  advocate  with  God, 

1  yield  myself  to  thee, 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  1  own  I'm  guilty,  own  I'm  vile, 

Yet  thy  salvation  s  free  ; 


324  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Then  in  thy  all  abounding  grace. 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  How  e'er  forsaken  or  distrest, 

Howc'er  oppress'd  I  be, 
Howe'cr  afflicted  here  on  earth, 
Do  thou  remember  me. 

6  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

And  creature-helps  all  flee, 
Then,  O  my  dear,  Redeemer,  God, 
I  pray  remember  me. 

CCCCXXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

The  absence  of  God  iruvfipartable. 

1  X  CANNOT  bear  thine  absence,  Lord  , 
JL  My  life  expires  if  thou  depart ; 

Be  thou,  my  heart,  still  near  my  God, 
And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  heart. 

2  I  was  not  born  for  earth  or  sin, 

Nor  can  I  live  on  things  so  vile  : 
Yet  1  will  stay  my  Father's  time, 

And  hope  and  wait  for  heav'n  awhile.  * 
S  Then  dearest  Lord,  in  thine  embrace, 

Let  me  resign  my  fleeting  breath  ; 
And,  with  a  smile  upon  my  face 

Pass  the  important  hour  of  death. 

CCCCXL.  (L.  M.) 

A  Prayer  for  hardened  Sinnert. 

1  O  IN,  in  ten  thousand  treach'rows  ways, 
O  Dazzles  and  blinds  both  young  and  old  , 
Around  the  pit  the  sinner  plays, 

And  they  that  trembled  once,  grow  bold. 

2  Saviour  divine,  stretch  out  thine  hand, 
And  fill  their  souls  with  deep  amaze  ; 
Pluck  from  the  fire  the  flaming  brand, 
And  form  new  trophies  of  thy  grace, 

CCCCXLI.  (7"s.) 

J  Prayer  on  Parting. 
J   TT'OK  a  season  call'd  to  part, 
JC    Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 


PRAYER.  325 

To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever  present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  pray'r, 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep  ! 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong, 

Sweeten  ev'ry  cross  and  pain  ; 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long, 
-    In  thy  peace  to  meet  again. 

4  Then  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 

Ebenezers  shall  be  rear'd  ; 
And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 
Who  our  poor  petitions  heard. 

CCCCXLII.  (L.  M.) 

A  universal  Blessing  sought. 

1  TIlHY  presence,  everlasting  God, 

I_    Wide  o'er  all  nature  spreads  abroad ; 
Thy  watchful  eyes  which  cannot  sleep, 
In  ev'ry  place  thy  children  keep. 

2  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  dost  our  lives  and  souls  sustain  ; 
When  absent,  happy  if  we  share 
Thy  smiles,  thy  counsels,  and  thy  care. 

3  To  thee  we  all  our  ways  commit, 
And  seek  our  comforts"  near  thy  feet : 
Still  on  our  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine, 
And  guard  and  guide  us  still  as  thine. 

4  Give  us,  in  thy  beloved  house, 
Again  to  pay  our  thankful  vows  ; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 

CCCCXLIII.  (C.  M.) 

Refuge  in  God  the  Saint's  Privilege. 

1  T|EAR  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
JLr   On  thee  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee  when  waves  of  trouble  roll. 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 


326  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  gri*f, 

^  For  thou  alone  canst  heal  ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief, 
For  ev'ry  pain  I  feel. 

3  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  * 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

4  No — still  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  pray'r  ; 
()  may  I  ever  find  access 
To  breathe  my  sorrows  there  ! 

5  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still ; 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat ; 
With  humble"  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet, 

CCCCXLIV.  (L.M.) 

The  Request. 

1  ¥   OKD,  dost  thou  say,    "ask  what  thow 
Li        wilt  ?" 

I  gladly  seize  the  golden  hour ; 
I  pray  to  be  releas'd  from  guilt, 
And  freed  from  sin  and  Satan's  pow'r. 

2  More  of  thy  presence  Lord,  impart — 
More  of  thy  image  let  me  bear  ; 
Erect  a  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

3  Give  me  to  read  my  pardon  seal'd, 

And  from  thy  joy  to  draw  my  strength — 

To  have  thy  boundless  love  reveal'd, 

In  all  its  height,  and  breadth,  and  length. 

4  Grant  these  requests — I  ask  no  more, 
Hut  to  thy  care  the  rest  resign  ; 
Sick,  or  in  health,  or  rich  or  poor, 

Al   shall  be  well  if  thou  art  mine. 

CCCCXLV.  (C.  M.) 

My  Coif  ttrffl  hear  me. 

1  rpilO'  I  am  poor  and  needy  too, 
1.    And  scarce  know  what  to  say  ; 


PRAYER.  327 

And  tho'  my  words  are  faint  and  few, 
My  God  will  hear  me  pray. 

2  Thro'  Christ  I  come,  and  mercy  claim, 

Who  lives  to  intercede  ; 
For  in  his  dear  adored  name, 
My  Gou  will  hear  me  plead. 

3  Tho'  oft  with  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

My  soul  is  much  cast  down  ; 
And  tho'  o'erwhelm'd  with  sighs  and  tears, 
My  God  will  hear  me  groan. 

4  Then  whilst  my  life  and  breath  remsin, 

I'll  humbly  persevere  ; 
And  when  to  glory  I  attain, 
My  God  will  hear  me  there. 

CCCCXLVL  (S.  M.) 

Importunate  Prayer  prevalent. 

1  FTlHE  Lord,  who  truly  knows, 

JL     The  heart  of  ev'ry  saint, 
Invites  us  by  his  holy  word, 
To  pray,  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear ; 

We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 
Yet  we  must  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Tho'  unbelief  suggest, 

Why  should  we  longer  wait  ? 
He  bids  us  never  give  him  rest, 
But  be  importunate. 

4  Then  let  us  earnest  be, 

And  never  faint  in  pray'r; 
He  loves  our  importunity, 

And  makes  our  cause  his  care. 

CCCCXLVII.  (L.  M.) 

Prayer  before  Sermon. 

THOU,  at  whose  almightv  word, 
The    glorious    light    from     darkness 
sprung  ! 


O 


328  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Thy  quick'ning  influence  afford, 

And  clothe  with  pow'r  the  preacher's  tongue, 

2  'Tis  thine  to  teach  him  how  to  speak, 
'Tis  thine  to  give  the  hearing  ear  ; 
'Tis  thine  the  stubborn  heart  to  break, 
And  make  the  careless  sinner  fear. 

3  'Tis  also  thine,  Almighty  Lord, 

To  cheer  the  poor  desponding  heart : 
O  speak  the  soul-reviving  word, 
And  bid  the  mourner's  fears  depart. 

4  Thus  while  we  in  the  means  are  found, 
We  still  on  thee  alone  depend  ; 

To  make  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Effectual  to  the  pronns'd  end. 

CCCCXLVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Public  Worthip. 

1  T   ORD,  in  thy  courts  we  now  appear, 
JLi  And  bow  before  thy  throne  : 
Before  our  lips  begin  to  move, 

Our  wants  to  thee  are  known. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  language  of  the  heart, 

The  meaning  of  a  sigh  ; 
Dear  Father,  hear  our  humble  pray'r, 
And  bring  thy  blessings  nigh. 

3  Few  be  our  words,  and  short  our  pray'rs, 

While  we  together  meet ; 

Short  duties  keep  religion  up, 

And  make  devotion  sweet. 

CCCCXLIX.  (C.  M.) 

A  Prayer  for  Divine  Influence. 

1  TTN  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come, 
X  To  worship  at  thy  feet ; 

O  pour  thy  Holy  Spirit  down 
On  all  that  now  shall  meet. 

2  Teach  us  to  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear, 

\nd  understand  thy  word, 


PRAYER.  329 

To  feel  thy  blissful  presence  near, 

And  trust  our  living  Lord. 
3  Here  let  thy  pow'r  and  grace  be  felt ; 

Thy  love  and  mercy  known  ; 
Our  icy  hearts,  dear  Jesus,  melt, 

And  break  this  flinty  stone. 
Let  sinners,  Lord,  thy  goodness  prove, 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee  ; 
Let  rebels  be  subdu'd  by  love, 

And  to  the  Saviour  flee. 

CCCCL.  (7's.) 

A  Prayer  before  Sermon. 

1  pi  RACIOUS  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
vJT  Give  us  ears  to  hear  thy  word, 
Give  us  hearts  to  love  and  fear, 

Give  us  now  to  find  thee  near. 

2  Let  us  know  and  praise  thee  more  j 
Let  us  live  on  m? rcy's  store  ; 

Let  us  sing  our  Saviour's  love, 
'Till  we  join  the  saints  above. 

3  Then  we'll  praise  thee  and  adore, 
On  the  happy  blissful  shore  : 
Praise,  with  all  the  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

CCCCLI.  (S.  M.) 

Religion  vain  -without  Sincerity. 

1  T3  ELIGION'S  form  is  vain, 
JL\  While  we  deny  its  pow'r  ! 
What  will  the  hypocrite  obtain, 

In  death's  tremendous  hour. 

2  Now  he  may  credit  gain, 

And  in  affluence  roll  ; 
But  all  his  profit  will  be  pain, 
When  God  shall  take  his  soul. 

3  Then,  O  what  dread  surprise, 

What  horror  and  dismay, 
When  death  shall  open  wide  his  eyes, 
And  tear  his  mask  away  ? 


330  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

4  Lord,  search  and  know  my  heart, 
And  make  my  soul  sincere  ; 
And  bid  hypocrisy  depart, 
And  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

CCCCL1I.  (S.  M.) 

Jabez1 1  Prayer  imitated. 

1  fllHOU  God  of  Jabez,  hear, 

JL    While  we  intreat  thy  grace, 
And  borrow  that  expressive  pray'r, 
With  which  he  sought  thy  face. 

2  ««()  that  the  Lord  indeed 

"  Would  me  his  servant  bless, 
"  From  every  evil  shield  my  head, 
"  And  crown  my  paths  with  peace. 

3  "Be  his  almighty  hand, 

"  My  helper  and  my  guide, 
*'  Till,  with  his  saints  in  Canaan's  land, 
"  My  portion  he  divide." 

4  Thus  pious  Jabez  pray 'd, 

While  God  inclin'd  his  ear  ; 
And  all  by  whom  this  suit  is  made, 
Shall  find  the  blessing  near. 

CCCCLIII.  (L.  M.) 

Pity  and  Prayer  for  thoughtless  Men. 

1  ^|  WERE  my  heart  but  form'd  for  wo, 
\_J  What  streams  of  pitying  tears  should 

How, 
To  see  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 
Labour,  and  toil,  and  live  in  vain  ! 

2  One  thing  is  needful — one  alone ; 
If  this  be  ours,  all  is  our  own  : 
'Tis  needful  now,  'twill  needful  be 
In  death  and  thro'  eternity. 

3  Without  it  we  are  all  undone, 
Tho'  we  could  call  the  world  our  own  ; 
Not  all  the  joys  of  time  and  sense 
Can  countervail  the  loss  immense. 


PRAYER.  331 

4  Great  God  !  that  pow'rful  grace  of  thine, 
Which  rous'd  a  soul  so  dead  as  mine, 
Can  rouse  these  thoughtless  sinners  too, 
The  one  thing  needful  to  pursue. 

CCCCLIV.  (CM.) 

0,  that  it  was  with  7»e,  as  in  days  pott. 

1  A  GAIN,  indulgent  Lord,  return 
A  With  thy  sweet  quick'ning  grace 
To  animate  my  sluggish  soul, 

And  speed  me  in  my  race. 

2  O  may  I  feel  as  once  I  felt, 

When  pain'cl  and  griev'd  at  heart ; 
Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look, 
Keliev'd  my  ev'ry  smart, 

3  Let  giaees  then  in  exercise, 

Be  exercis'd  again  : 
And,  nurtur'd  by  celestial  pow'r, 
In  exercise  remain. 

4  Awake,  my  love,  my  faith,  my  hope, 

My  fortitude  and  joy  ; 
Vain  world,  be  gone,  let  things  above 
My  happy  thoughts  employ. 

CCCCLV.  (C.  M.) 

Remember  me. 

1  t~\  THOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 
\3  I  lift  my  heart  to  thee  : 

In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  Whene'er  on  my  poor  burden'u  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
My  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart, 
In  love  remember  me. 

3  Temptations  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

To  shake  my  faith  in  thee  : 
O  give  me  strength,  Lord  as  my  day, 
For  good  remember  me. 

4  When  in  desertion's  dismal  night. 

Thy  face  I  cannot  sec, 


332  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Then,  Lord,  arise  with  glorious  light, 
And  still  remember  me. 
5  The  hour  is  near,  consign'd  to  death, 
I  own  thy  just  decree  : 
Saviour,  with  my  last  parting  breath, 
I'll  cry,  "  remember  me." 

CCCCLVI.  (C.  M.) 

The  Sorrow  of  Parting  mitigated. 

1  T  ORD,  wnen  together  here  we  meet, 
Li  And  taste  thy  heav'nly  grace, 

Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sweet, 
We're  loth  to  leave  the  place. 

2  But  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will, 

That  we  must  part  again, 
Yet  let  thy  special  presence  still 
With  ev'ry  one  remain. 

3  And  let  us  all  in  Christ  be  one, 

Bound  with  the  cords  of  love, 
Till  we  before  the  glorious  throne 
Shall  joyful  meet  above. 

4  There,  void  of  all  distracting  pains, 

Our  spirits  ne'er  shall  tire, 
But  in  seraphic,  endless  strains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

5  All  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart, 

Shall  then  forever  fly  ; 
Nor  shall  a  thought  that  we  must  part 
Once  interrupt  our  joy. 

6  And  thus  to  all  eternity 

Upon  the  heavenly  shore, 
The  great  mysterious  One  in  Three, 
Jehovah,  we'll  adore. 

CCCCLVII.  (L.  M.) 

The  Sun  of  Righteousness  Invoked. 

1   |"1  REAT  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
\y   And  chase   the    darkness   from   mine 
Now  let  thy  beams  of  glory  shine,        [eyes  • 
And  fill  my  soul  with  light  divine. 


PRAYER.  333 

2  While  in  this  world  of  sin  I  dwell, 
Defend  me  from  the  pow'rs  of  hell ; 
Be  thou  a  sun  and  shield  to  me, 
Till  I  shall  dwell,  my  God,  with  thee. 

CCCCLVI1I.  (S.  M.) 

A  Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 

1  |~1  OME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
\J  Let  thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 

The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin  ; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood  ; 
And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
The  secret  love  of  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith  ; 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  ev'ry  part, 

And  new  create  the  whole. 
$  Dwell,  therefore,  in  our  hearts; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love 

The  Father,  Son,  and  1  hree. 

CCCCLIX.  (L.  M.) 

The  Stony  Heart  Lamented. 

1  /~\  FOR  a  glance  of  heav'nly  day, 
VJ  To  melt  this  stubborn  stone  away.; 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake, 
The  seas  can  roar,  the  mountains  shake, 
Of  feelings  all  things  show  some  sign 

But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
What  but  an  adamant  would  melt  * 


334  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

But  I  can  read  each  moving  line. 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 
4  Eternal  Spirit,  mighty  God, 
Apply  within  the  Saviour's  blood  ; 
*Tis  his  rich  blood,  and  his  alone, 
Can  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  stone. 

CCCCLX.  (L.  M.) 

The  tame. 

1  T  ORD,  hear  a  burden'd  sinner  mourn, 
XJ  Who  gladly  would  to  thee  return  ; 

•  Thy  tender  mercies,  O  impart, 
And  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

2  HTis  this  hard  heart  which  sinks  me  down, 
Nor  asks  thy  smile,  nor  fears  thy  frown ; 
This  causes  all  my  woe  and  smart : 
Lord,  take  away  this  stony  heart 

3  'Tis  this  hard  heart,  my  gracious  Lord, 
Which  scorns  thy  love,  and  slights  thy  woid; 
Which  tempts  me  from  thee  to  depart ; 
Lord,  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

4  'Tis  this  hard  heart  which  day  by  day 
Would  shut  my  mouth,  nor  let  me  pray  ; 
Yea,  would  from  ev'ry  duty  start ; 
Lord,  take  away  this  stony  heart 

5  Sure  the  blest  day  will  shortly  come, 
When  this  hard  heart  shall  know    its  doom, 
When  I  no  more  shall  sin  retain, 

Nor  of  a  stony  heart  complain. 


THE  FOLLOWING  SHORT  HYMNS  TO  BE 
SUNG  AT  THE  CLOSE  OF  MEETING. 


L 


CCCCLXI.  (8,7,  4.) 

ORD,  before  we  leave  thy  temple, 
Comfort  ev'ry  fainting  heart ; 


333 


Assure  us  we  shall  reign  in  glory, 
One  with  thee  no  more  to  part. 

Reign  in  glory,,  &c. 

Praising  God  with  all  the  heart. 
2  There,  in  sweet,  triumphant  splendour, 
We  shall  all  thy  love  explore, 

And  through  one  eternal  sabbath 
Shout  thy  name  for  evermore. 

All  in  raptures,  &c. 

We  shall  wonder  and  adore. 

CCCCLXII.  (6,  8.)  Delight. 

TO  thee  our  wants  are  known, 
From  thee  are  all  our  pow'rs  j 
Accept  what  is  thine  own, 

And  pardon  what  is  ours  : 
Our  praises,  Lord,  and  p  ray 'rs  receive, 
And  to  thy  word  a  blessing  give. 

CCCCLXIII.  (8,  7.) 

1  "\J"A.Y  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour 
lTX  And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  holy  Spirit's  favour, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union, 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

CCCCLXIV.  (L.  M.) 

Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

HAIL,  Father  !  hail,  eternal  Son  ! 
Hail,  sacred  Spirit,  Three  in  One  ! 
Blessing  and  thanks,  and  pow'r  divine, 
Thrice  holy  Lord,  be  ever  thine  ! 

CCCCLXV.  (8,  7.) 
1  T  ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
MJ  Bid  us  all  depart  in  peace ; 
Still  on  gospel  manna  feeding, 
Pure,  seraphic  joys  increase. 


336  CHRISTIAN  ErKKClSXS. 

2  Fill  each  breast  with  consolation. 
Up  to  thee  our  voices  raise ; 
When  we  reach  thy  blissful  static*!. 
Then  we'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 
Chorus. 
And  sing  hallelujah 
To  God  and  the  Lamb, 
Forever  and  ever — 
Hallelujah,  Amen. 

CCCCLXVL  (8,  7,  4.) 

1  T   ORD  vouchsafe  to  us  thy  blessing. 
\.i  Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace 

Let  us  now,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace: 
()  refresh  us, 
Trav'ling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 

For  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 

In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 
May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So  whene'er  the  signal 's  given, 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away  ; 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 

Glad  the  summons  to  obey  ; 
May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 

CCCCLXVII    (S.  M.)  Double. 

Seriout  Inquiriet&t  to  a  Future  Stat*. 

I     4  ND  am  I  born  to  die, 
J\    To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  must  this  trembling  spirit  fly 

Into  a  world  unknown  ? 
A  world  of  darkest  shade, 

Unpierc'd  by  human  thought, 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 

Where  all  things  are  forgot  t 


CONFLICT.  337 

2  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

What  will  become  of  me  ? 
Eternal  happiness  or  woe 

Must  then  my  portion  be. 
Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  grave  shall  rise, 
To  see  the  Judge  in  glory  crown'd, 

And  view  the  flaming  skies, 

3  How  shall  I  leave  the  tomb  ? 

With  triumph  or  regret  ? 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 

A  curse  or  blessing  meet  ? 
Shall  angel-bands  convey 

Their  brother  to  the  bar  ? 
Or  devils  drag  my  soul  away, 

To  meet  its  sentence  there? 
4,  O  thou  who  wouldst  not  have 

One  mourning  sinner  die, 
Who  died  thyself  that  soul  to  save 

From  endless  misery  ! 
Shew  me  some  way  to  shun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe — 
That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 

I  may  with  joy  appear. 
5  Thou  art  thyself  the  way, 

Thyself  in  me  reveal ; 
So  shall  I  spend  my  life's  short  day 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
So  shall  I  love  my  God, 

Because  he  first  lov'd  me, 
And  praise  him  in  his  bright  abode, 

To  all  eternity. 

CCCCLXVIII.  (L.M.) 

Self-abhorrenct,  Fear,  and  Hope. 

1  X  AM  a  stranger  here  below, 

JL  And  what  I  am  'tis  hard  to  know  ; 
I  am  so  vile,  so  prone  to  sin, 
I  fear  that  I'm  not  born  again. 

2  When  I  experience  call  to  mind, 
Mv  understanding  is  so  blind — 


338  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

All  feeling  sense  seems  to  be  gone, 
Which  makes  me  think  that  I  am  wrong. 

3  I  find  myself  out  of  the  way, 

My  thoughts  are  often  gone  astray  ; 
Like  one  alone  I  seem  to  be — 
C)  !  is  there  any  one  like  me  ? 

4  'Tis  seldom  I  can  ever  see 
Myself  as  I  would  wish  to  be  : 
What  1  desire  I  can't  attain, 
And  what  I  hate  I  can't  refrain. 

5  So  far  from  God  I  seem  to  lie — 
Which  makes  me  often  weep  and  cry  ; 
I  fear  at  last  that  I  shall  fall : 

For  if  a  saint,  the  least  of  all. 

6  1  seldom  find  a  heart  to  pray, 
So  many  things  step  in  my  way  ; 
Thus  fill'd  with  doubts  I  ask  to  know, 
Come,  tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you. 

7  So  by  experience  I  do  know, 
There  's  nothing  good  that  I  can  do ; 
I  cannot  satisfy  the  law, 

Nor  hope,  nor  comfort  from  it  draw. 

8  My  nature  is  so  prone  to  sin, 
Which  makes  my  duty  so  unclean. 
That  when  I  count  up' all  the  cost, 
If  not  free  grace,  then  I  am  lost. 

CCCCLXIX.  (7's.) 

The  important  Point 

1  ^^pTS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

JL    Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought ; 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name  ! 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove, 


CONFLICT 


339 


Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within 

All  is  dark,  and  Vain,  and  wild  : 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do ; 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mouiTi  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  grieve  tor  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd, 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun, 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 

If  it  be  indeed  begun. 
P  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray  ; 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 

Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

CCCCLXX.  (8's.) 

Remaining  Sin,  and  Reigning  Grace. 

1  OTRANGEand  mysterious  is  my  life, 
^   What  opposites  1  feel  within  ! 

A  stable  peace,  a  constant  strife, 

The  rule  of  grace,  the  pow'r  of  sin  . 
Too  often  I  am  captive  led, 
Yet  daily  triumph  in  my  Head. 

2  I  prize  the  privilege  of  pray'r, 

But,  oh  !  what  backwardness  to  pray  ! 
Tho'  on  the  Lord  I  cast  my  care, 
I  feel  its  burden  ev'ry  day ; 


340  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES 

I  seek  his  will  in  all  I  do, 

Yet  find  my  own  is  working  too. 

3  I  call  the  promises  my  own, 

And  prize  them  more  than  mines  of  gold  ; 
Yet  tho'  their  sweetness  I  have  known, 

They  leave  me  unimpress'd  and  cold  : 
One  hour  upon  the  truth  I  feed, 
The  next  I  know  not  what  I  read. 

4  I  love  the  holy  day  of  rest, 

When  Jesus  meets  his  gathered  saints ; 
Sweet  day,  of  all  the  week  the  best  ! 

For  its  return  my  spirit  pants : 
Yet  often  thro'  my  unbelief, 
It  proves  a  day  of  guilt  and  grief. 

5  While  on  my  Saviour  I  rely, 

I  know  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim  ; 
And  therefore  dare  their  pow'r  defy, 

Assur'd  of  conquest  thro'  his  name  : 
But  soon  my  confidence  is  slain, 
And  all  my  fears  return  again. 

6  Thus  different  pow'rs  within  me  strive, 

And  grace  and  sin  bv  'urns  prevail ; 
I  grieve,  rejoice,  decline,  revive, 

And  vict'ry  hangs  in  doubtful  scale  : 
But  Jesus  has  his  promise  past, 
That  grace  shall  overcome  at  last. 

CCCCLXXI.  (L.  M.) 

Assurance  Sought  under  greet  Misgivings. 


o 


HOW  shall  1  myself  assure, 
That  I  am  safe  in  Christ  secure. 


Or  that  I  do  in  him  believe, 

And  from  him  grace  for  grace  receive  ? 

When  I  with  christians  do  compare 

My  daily  exercise  and  prayer, 

1  seem  to  fall  so  far  behind, 

That  gloomy  fears  o'erwhelm  my  mind. 

I  read  the  precious  word  of  God, 

Which  Jesus  ratify'd  with  blood ; 


CONFLICT.  341 

But  while  1  read  my  fears  arise, 
And  hide  the  promise  from  my  eyes. 
V 1  go  to  meeting  as  the  rest, 
To  hear  and  learn,  and  to  be  bless'd  ; 
But  while  they're  comforted  in  bliss, 
My  heart  's  just  like  a  rock  of  ice. 

5  Or  if  I'm  ever  made  to  weep, 

And  weeping,  rank  with  Jesus'  sheep  ; 
Those  comforts  are  but  transient  guests. 
My  blessings  make  but  partial  feasts. 

6  Sometimes  1  seek  some  lonely  place, 
To  muse,  and  pray  for  greater  grace, 
But  there  can  only  groan  and  sigh  : 

()  what  a  wretched  soul  am  I  ! 
f  Others  I  hear  say  they  have  found 
The  Saviour  precious  all  around  ; 
But  I  am  mostly  cold  and  dead, 
Which  often  makes  me  sore  afraid. 

8  Some  christians  when  they  come  to  die, 
Seem  full  of  joy  and  long  to  fly  ; 

But  I  have  oft  a  tortur'd  mind, 
Lest  I  shall  then  be  left  behind, 

9  Come  christians  dear,  of  ev'ry  tongue, 
Whose  hearts  and  lips  agree  in  one, 
Unfold  the  truth  and  let  me  know 

If  it  indeed  be  so  with  you. 

10  Are  these  the  trials  which  you  know  f 
Is  this  the  gloomy  way  you  go  ? 
Come  tell  me  quick  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Or  my  poor  heart  must  surely -break. 

CCCCLXX1I.  (8's.) 

Faith  Triumphing  over  Unbelief. 

I     4  WAY,  my  unbelieving  fear, 

I\    Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place, 
My  Saviour  does  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face  : 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 
And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ! 


342  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

No — in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no, 
I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  with'ring  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil, 
The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perish  all  the  bleeting  race, 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 

3  Barren  although  my  soul  remain, 

And  not  one  bud  of  grace  appear ; 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  or  pain, 

But  sin,  and  only  sin  is  here  ; 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  lost, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see, 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trust, 

And  glory  that  he  dy'd  for  me. 

4  In  hope  believing  against  hope, 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  I  claim, 
Jesus,  my  strength,  shall  lilt  me  up, 

Salvation  is  in  Jesus'  name  : 
To  me  he  soon  shall  bring  it  nigh, 

My  soul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind  ; 
On  wings  cf  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

CCCCLXXIII.  (8's,  11.) 

In  DUtress  Longing  for  Deliverance . 

1  VE/'HILE  sorrows  encompass  me  round, 

m     And  endless  distresses  I  see, 
Astonish'd  I  cried,  can  a  mortal  be  found, 
Surrounded  with  troubles  like  me. 

2  Few  minutes  in  praise  I  enjoy, 

And  they're  all  succeeded  by  pain  ; 
If  a  moment  in  praising  of  God  I  employ 
I  have  hours  again  to  complain. 

3  O  when  shall  my  sorrows  subside, 

O  when  shall  my  sufferings  cease  • 


CONVICT.  343 

0  when  to  the  bosom  of  Christ  be  convey 'd, 
To  the  regions  of  glory  and  peace  ? 

4  ()  may  I,  prepar'd  for  that  day, 

When  Christ  shall  descend  from  above  ! 
Be  fill'd  with  h.s  presence,  go  shouting  away, 
To  the  arms  or  my  heavenly  love. 

5  The  Spirit  to  glory  convey'd, 

My  body  laid  low  in  the  ground — 

1  wish  not  a  tear  on  my  grave  to  be  shed, 

But  all  join  in  praising  around. 

6  No  sorrow  be  vented  that  day, 

When  Jesus  has  called  me  home, 
But,  singing  and  shouting,  let  each  brothei 
say, 
"  He 's  gone  from  the  evil  to  come." 

CCCCLXXIV.  (8,  7,  4.) 

Sanctified  Afflictions  are  Sweet 

1  FN  the  floods  of  tribulation, 

JL  While  the  billows  o'er  me  roll, 
Jesus  whispers  consolation, 

And  supports  mv  fainting  soul. 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord. 

2  Thus,  the  lion  yields  me  honey, 

From  the  eater  food  is  given, 
Strengthen^  thus  I  still  press  forward, 

Singing  as  I  wade  to  heaven — 
Sweet  affliction,  sweet  affliction, 
And  my  sins  are  all  forgiv'n. 
5  'Mid  the  gloom  the  vivid  light'nings 

With  increasing  brightness  play, 
'Mid  the  thorn-brake  beauteous  flowrets 

Look  more  beautiful  and  gay  : 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

4  So,  in  darkest  dispensations, 

Doth  my  faithful  Lord  appear 
With  his  richest  consolations, 
To  reanimate  and  cheer ; 


344  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Sweet  affliction,  sweet  affliction, 
Thus  to  bring  my  Saviour  near. 

5  Floods  ot"  tribulation  heighten, 

Billows  still  around  me  roar, 
Those  that  know  not  Christ — ye  frighten ; 

But  my  soul  defies  your  power. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

6  In  the  sacred  page  recorded 

Thus  the  word  securely  stands, 
••Fear  not,  I'm  in  trouble  near  thee, 

"  Nought  shall  pluck  you  from  my  hands." 
Sweet  affliction,  sweet  affliction, 
Every  word  my  love  demands. 

7  All  I  meet  I  find  assists  me 

In  my  path  to  heavenly  joy, 
Where,  though  trials  now  attend  rne, 

Trials  never  more  annoy. 
Hallelujah,  Sec 

8  Wearing  there  a  weight  of  glory 

Still  the  path  I'll  ne'er  forget ; 
But,  exulting,  cry,  it  led  me 

To  my  blessed  Saviour's  seat — 
Sweet  affliction,  sweet  affliction, 
Which  has  brought  to  Jesus'  feet. 

CCCCLXXV.  (8's.) 

Faith  Cast  Doivn,  but  net  Destroyed. 

1  Tj*  NCOMPASS'D  with  clouds  of  distress, 
J_j   Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 

I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 
And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine  : 

Dishearten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 
I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load, 

All  plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terror  shall  cease, 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply  ; 
And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace, 
The  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I ; 


CONFLICT.  345 

Speak,  Saviour,  for  sweet  is  thy  voice ; 

Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold  ; 
Attend  to  my  sorrows  and  cries, 

My  groaning  that  cannot  be  told. 

3  If  sometimes  I  strive  as  I  mourn, 

My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep, 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep  : 
While  harass'd  and  cast  from  thy  sight 

The  tempter  suggests  with  a  roar, 
"The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  quite  ; 

Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more." 

4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  hath  design'd 

No  covenant  blessing  for  me, 
Ah,  tell  me,  how  is  it  I  find 

Some  pleasure  in  waiting  for  thee  ! 
Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art ; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  mv  tow'r ; 
Come  succour  and  gladden  my  heart, 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power 

CCCCLXXVI.   (8,  7,  4.) 

Sad,  yet  Hoping. 

1  4~k  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  ? 
\-J  Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  tunvd  to  gladness, 

Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone ; 
Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 

Vex  and  grieve  thee  day  uy  day  ? 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 

Often  fill  thee  with  dismay  ! 
Thou  shalt  conquer, 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

3  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee; 

From  without  and  from  within, 
Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 
But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin  : 
He  is  faithful 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 
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346  CHRISTIAN  KXKRCISES. 

4  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'stthe  thorny  road, 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee  ; 

Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God  ! 
Therefore  praise  him — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

5  C)  that  I  could  now  adore  him 

Like  the  heav'nly  host  above, 
Who  forever  bow  before  him, 

And,  unceasing,  sing  his  love  ! 
Happy  songsters  ! 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  ! 

CCCCLXXVII.  (7»s.1 

Welcoming  tlie  Crott. 

»   jnnIS  my  happiness  below 

X    Not  to  live  without  the  cioss, 
But  the  Saviour's  pow'r  to  know. 

Sanctifying  ev'ry  loss  : 
Trials  must  and  will  befal  ;  - 

But — with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscrib'd  upon  them  all — 
This  is  happiness  to  mc. 

fe  God,  in  Israel,  sows  the  seeds 
(){  affliction,  pain,  and  toil; 
1  hese  spring  up  and  choke  the  weeds 

Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil 
Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 
Trials  give  new  life  to  pray'r  ; 
'Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, — 
Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here — 

No  chastisement  by  the  way- 
Might  I  not,  with  reason,  fear 

I  should  prove  a  cast  away  ? 
Bastards  may  escape  the  rod, 

Sunk  in  earthly  vain  delight ; 
But  the  true-born  child  of  God 

Must  not — would  not,  if  he  might. 


CONFLICT.  347 

CCCCLXXVIII.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  s  Presence  Banishes  Fear. 

1  "■  N  darkest  hours  and  greatest  grief, 

J    A  view  of  Christ  gives  joy  and  light  j 
Among  ten  thousand  he  's  the  chief, 
He  turns  to  day  the  darkest  night. 

2  When  past  offences  me  assail, 
And  Sinai's  thunders  loudest  roar, 
Then  Jesus  shows  himself  my  bail, 
And  justice  says,  "I  ask  no  more." 

3  When  sins  again  to  mountains  rise, 
And  fears  like  raging  billows  swell ; 
Then  Christ  appears  my  sacrifice, 
And  sweetly  whispers  "all  is  well." 

4  Then  let  me  trust,  nor  yield  to  fear, 
Though  I  in  thickest  darkness  dwell ; 
Since  he,  my  Lord,  is  ever  near, 
The  pow'rs  of  hell  and  sin  to  quell. 

CCCCLXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

The  Days  of  Trouble  are  long  and  many. 

1  TTOW  long  and  tedious  are  the  days, 
JLl  In  which  my  Jesus  does  not  show, 
His  smiling  face,  his  cheering  rays, 
Nor  give  my  soul  his  love  to  know. 

2  In  vain  do  all  things  here  below, 
Without  my  God  attempt  to  give 
That  happiness  I  long  to  know  ; 
Without  my  God  I  cannot  live. 

3  Each  day  's  a  year,  each  year 's  an  age, 
When  my  Redeemer  is  withdrawn  : 
Then  darkness  and  temptations  rage, 
And  happiness  !  a  guest  unknown. 

4  But  while  my  soul  thus  mourning  lies, 
And  longs  to  see  her  Saviour's  face  ; 
He  speaks ;  and  at  his  voice  I  rise, 
\nd  in  his  strength  pursue  my  race. 


348  CHRISTIAN  KXERCISES. 

CCCCLXXX.  (S.  M  ' 

The  Evils  of  the  Heart  Lamented. 

1  4  S TONISH'I)  and  distress'd 
J\.  I  turn  mine  eyes  within  ; 

My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  opprest, 
The  seat  of  every  sin. 

2  What  crowds  of  evil  thoughts, 

What  vile  affections  there  ! 
Distrust,  presumption,  artful  guile, 
Pride,  envy,  slavish  fear. 

3  Almighty  King  of  saints, 

These  tyrant  lusts  subdue  ; 
Expel  the  darkness  of  my  mind, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  renew. 

4  This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 

Shall  loud  hosannas  raise  ; 
My  soul  shall  glow  with  gratitude, 
My  lips  proclaim  thy  praise. 

CCCCLXXXI.  (C.  M.) 

The  Path  to  Heaven  liet  through  a  Maze. 

1  T   ORD  !  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 
Li  That  yields  us  no  supply  ; 

No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 
No  streams  of  living  joy. 

2  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode, 

Lies  through  this  horrid  land  ; 
Lord,  we  would  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
And  run  at  thy  command. 

3  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 

But  we  march  upward  still ; 
Forget  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
And  reach  at  Sion's  hill. 

4  See  the  kind  angels,  at  the  gates, 

Inviting  us  to  come ! 
There  Jesus  the  Forerunner  waits 
To  welcome  travelers  home. 


CONFLICT.  349 

CCCCLXXXII.  (C.  M.) 

Wlio  are  t/iese  f  and  -whence  are  they  ? 

1  W^ HAT  poor  despised  company 
f  !     Of  travellers  are  these, 
That 's  walking  yonder  narrow  way, 

Along  that  rugged  maze  ? 
They  all  arc  of  a  royal  line, 

They're  children  of  a  king, 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 

And  loud  for  joy  they  sing. 
Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean  ; 

And  why  so  much  despis'd  ? 
Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen, 

The  world  are  not  afipriz'd. 

Why  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distress  d. 

And  lacking  daily  bread  ? 
Heirs  of  immortal  wealth  fiossess'd, 

With  hidden  manna  fed. 
Why  do  they  shun  that  pleasant  path, 

Which  worldlings  love  so  well  ? 
Because  it  is  the  road  to  death — 

The  certain  way  to  hell. 
Why  do  they  walk  the  narrow  road, 

Along  that  rugged  maze  ? 
Because  this  way  their  leader  trod; 

They  love  and  kee/i  his  ways. 
What  is  there  then  no  other  road 

To  Salem's  happy  ground  ? 
Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God — 

Mi  other  can  be  found. 

CCCCLXXXIII.  (C.  M.) 

A  Christian's  Change*. 

STRANGE  that  so  much  of  heaven  and 
hell 
Should  in  one  bosom  meet ! 
Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  ever  dwell 
Where  Satan  has  a  seat  ? 


350  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

2  Now  I  am  all  transform 'd  to  love, 

And  could  expire  in  praise  ; 
Anon,  not  all  the  joys  above 
One  cheerful  note  can  raise. 

3  By  faithless  hopes  and  golden  dreams, 

I'm  tortur'd  or  betray 'd  ; 
Still  toss'd  between  the  two  extremes, 
Too  vain,  or  two  dismay'd. 

4  Decide  the  dubious,  awful  case 

By  some  assuring  sign  ; 
And  O,  may  thy  all  conqu'ring  grace 
Demonstrate  I  am  thine. 

CCCCLXXXIV.  (7,6.) 

The  same. 

1  "V/JIXTURES  of  joy  and  sorrow 
IT JL  I  daily  do  pass  through, 
Sometimes  I'm  in  a  valley. 

And  sinking  down  with  woe  : 
Sometimes  I  am  exalted, 

On  eagles'  wings  I  fly, 
I  rise  above  my  troubles, 

And  hope  to  reach  the  sky. 

2  Sometimes  I'm  full  of  doubting, 

And  think  I  have  no  grace, 
Sometimes  I'm  full  of  praising, 

When  Christ  reveals  his  face : 
Sometimes  my  hope  's  so  little, 

I  think  I'll  throw  it  by, 
Sometimes  it  seems  sufficient, 

If  I  were  call'd  to  die. 

3  Sometimes  I  shun  the  christian, 

Lest  he  should  talk  to  me, 
Sometimes  he  is  the  neighbour 

I  long  the  most  to  see  : 
Sometimes  we  meet  together, 

The  season  's  dry  and  dull, 
Sometimes  we  find  a  blessing, 

With  joy  it  fills  my  soul 


CONFLICT.  351 


4  Sometimes  I  am  oppressed, 

By  Pharaoh's  cruel  hand  ; 
Sometimes  1  look  o'er  Jordan, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land  : 
Sometimes  I  am  in  darkness, 

Sometimes  I'm  in  the*  light, 
And  then  my  soul  is  winged. 

And  upwards  speeds  its  flight. 

5  Sometimes  I  travel  mourning, 

Down  Babel's  ancient  stream, 
Sometimes  my  Lord's  religion 

Appears  my  only  theme  : 
Sometimes  when  I  am  praying 

It  seems  almost  a  task, 
Sometimes  I  find  a  blessing, 

The  g"eatest  I  can  ask. 

6  Sometimes  I  read  my  Bible, 

And  'tis  a  sealed  book, 
Sometimes  I  find  a  blessing, 

Whene'er  therein  I  look  : 
Sometimes  I  go  to  meeting, 

And  wish  myself  at  home, 
Sometimes  I  find  my  Saviour, 

And  then  I'm  glad  I  come. 

/  Lord,  why  am  I  thus  tossed, 

Thus  tossed  to  and  fro  ? 
Why  are  my  hopes  thus  crossed. 

Where  e'er  I'm  calPd  to  go  ? 
O  Lord,  thou  never  changest, 

And  'tis  because  I  stray  ; 
O  grant  me  thine  assistance, 

And  keep  me  in  thy  way. 

8  O  may  thy  counsels  guide  me, 

And  keep  me  while  I  live  ; 
In  death  be  thou  my  portion, 

And  then  my  soul  receive, 
To  praise  my  blessed  Saviour, 

And  magnify  his  grace, 
Bestow'd  on  such  a  sinner, 

The  chief  of  all  the  race. 


352  CHRISTIAN  LXKRCISKS. 

9    There  with  the  holy  angels 

That  stand  around  the  throne, 
And  saints  of  every  nation, 

Our  voices  join'd  in  one, 
We'll  sound  aloud  the  praises 

Of  our  Redeemer,  God, 
Who  sav'd  us  by  his  sorrows, 

And  wash'd  us  in  his  blood. 

CCCCLXXXV.  (L.  M.) 

Flesh  and  spirit  in  Struggle. 

1  IJTOW  sad  and  awful  is  my  state  ! 
XX    The  very  thing  I  do,  1  hate  : 
When  I  to  God  draw  near  in  pray'r, 
I  feel  the  conflict  even  there  ! 

2  I  mourn,  because  I  cannot  mourn, 
I  hate  my  sin  yet  cannot  turn  ; 

I  grieve,  because  I  cannot  grieve, 
I  hear  the  truth,  but  can't  believe. 

3  Yet  Lord  the  blood  which  thou  hast  spilt 
Can  make  this  rocky  heart  to  melt ; 
Thy  blood  can  make  me  clean  within — 
Thy  blood  can  pardon  all  my  sin. 

4  On  this  rich  blood  my  faith  is  found, 
And  on  this  hope  I  fix  my  ground  ; 
Soon  shall  I  reach  th'  eternal  shore, 
Where  doubts  and  fears  prevail  no  more. 

CCCCLXXXVI.  (CM.) 

A  Struggle  between  Sin  and  Holiness. 

1  "VM^HEN    heaven   does   giant   at  certain 

Tr  times, 

Amidst  a  pow'rful  gale, 
Sweet  liberty  to  moan  my  crimes, 
And  wand'rings  to  bewail — 

2  Then  do  1  dream  my  sinful  brood 

Isdrown'd  in  the  wide  main 
Of  chrystal  tears  and  crimson  blood, 
And  ne'er  will  live  again. 

3  I  get  my  foes  beneath  my  feet, 

1  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ; 


CONFLICT.  353 

I  hope  the  vict'ry  is  complete, 

And  all  my  lusts  are  dead. 
But  ah,  alas  !  tli'  ensuing  hour 

My  passions  rise  and  swell  : 
They  rage  and  reinforce  their  pow'i 

With  new  recruits  from  hell. 
Thus  my  whole  life  is  nothing  else 

But  heav'n  and  hell  by  turns  : 
My  soul  that  now  in  Goshen  dwells, 

Anon  in  Egypt  mourns. 

CCCCLXXXVII.  (L.  M.) 

Inconstanq/  Lamented. 

DEAR  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be 
That  I  no  more  shall  break  with  thee  ' 
When  will  this  war  of  passion  cease, 
And  I  enjoy  a  lasting  peace  ? 
Here  I  repent,  and  sin  again, 
Sometimes  revive,  sometimes  am  slain  ; 
Slain  with  the  same  unhappy  dart, 
Which  O,  two  often  wounds  my  heart. 
When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be 
That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee — 
The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 
And  feast  on  thine  eternal  love  ? 


I 


CCCCLXXXVTII.  (S.  M.) 

/  -would,  if  I  ce-Ad. 

WTOULD,  but  cannot  sing, 
I  would,  but  cannot  pray  ; 
For  Satan  meets  me  when  I  try 
And  frights  my  soul  away. 

2  I  would,  but  can't  repent, 

Fho'  I  endeavour  oft : 
This  stony  heart  can  ne'er  relent, 
Till  Jesus  makes  it  soft. 

3  I  would,  but  cannot  love, 

Tho'  woo'd  by  love  divine  ; 
No  arguments  have  pow'r  to  ir.ove 
A  soul  so  base  as  mine. 


354  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

4  I  would,  but  cannot  rest. 

In  God's  most  holy  will ; 
I  know  what  he  appoints  is  best, 
Yet  murmur  at  it  still. 

PAUSE. 

5  C)  could  I  but  believe  ! 

Then  all  would  easy  be ; 
I  would,  but  cannot — (Lord  relieve;) 
My  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 

6  But  if  indeed  I  would, 

Tho'  I  can  nothing  do ; 
Yet  the  desire  is  something  good, 
For  which  my  praise  is  due. 

7  By  nature  prone  to  ill, 

Till  thine  appointed  hour; 
I  was  as  destitute  of  will, 
As  now  I  am  of  pow'r. 

8  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length, 

The  work  thou  hast  begun  ? 
And  with  a  will  afford  me  strength 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run  ? 

CCCCLXXXIX.  (C.  M.) 

The  Exercises  of  Saints  various. 

1  TTOW  hard  and  rugged  is  the  way 
XI  To  some  poor  pilgrim's  feet ! 
In  all  they  do,  or  think,  or  say, 

They  opposition  meet. 

2  Others  again  more  smoothly  go 

Secur'tl  from  hurts  and  harms  ; 
The  Saviour  leads  them  gently  through, 
Or  bears  them  in  his  arms. 

3  Faith  and  refientance  all  must  find  : 

But  yet  we  daily  see, 
They  differ  in  their  time,  and  kind, 
Duration  and  degree. 

4  Some  long  repent,  and  late  believe — 

But  when  their  sin 's  ?orgiv'n, 


HOPE  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT.  3J* 

A  clearer  passport  they  receive, 
And  walk  with  joy  to  heav'n. 

5  Their  pardon  some  receive  at  first ; 

And  then,  compeli'd  to  fight, 
They  feel  their  latter  stages  worst, 
And  travel  much  by  night. 

6  But  be  our  conflicts  short  or  long, 

This  commonly  is  true, 
That  wheresoever  faith  is  strong, 
Repentance  is  so  too. 

CCCCXC.  (L.  M.)  Russia. 

Ko  Trust  in  Creatures. 

1  ~\M  Y  spirit  looks  to  God  alone ; 
ItA  My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne ; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 

My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all  sufficient  aid. 

3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baser  sort  are  vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puft'  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glitt'ring  dust ; 
Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  spoke  ? 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
*'  All  pow'r  is  his  eternal  due ; 

'*  He  must  be  fear'd,  and  trusted  too." 

6  For  sov'reign  pow'r  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  ; 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  Mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  oar  last  veward. 


356  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

CCCCXCI.  (7,  6.) 

longing  for,  and  encouraging  othert  in  the  Way  to  Heaven. 

1  f\  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
\_J  And  reign  with  him  above, 
And  drink  the  flowing  fountain 

Of  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  deliver'd 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 

Di  ink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

2  Hut  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  captain  's  gone  before, 
Has  given  me  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear ; 
For  since  he's  gain'd  the  vict'ry, 

It  to  his  own  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternally  shall  live. 

3  Thro'  grace  I  feel  determin'd 

To  conquer  tho'  1  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly  ; 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  both  adieu, 
And  you  my  friends  prove  faithful. 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  O  do  not  be  discourag'd, 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend, 
And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge, 

He'll  guide  you  to  the  end  : 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Tho'  often  you  request, 
But  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 

5  And  if  you  meet  with  trials 

And  troubles  by  the  way, 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray  : 
Gird  on  the  blessed  armour, 

Of  faith,  and  truth,  and  love, 


HOPE  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT  357 

And  when  your  race  is  ended, 
He'll  take  you  home  above. 

6  O  then  press  on  with  courage, 

To  meet  your  dearest  Lord, 
He  has  a  place  prepared, 

He  tells  us  in  his  word, 
For  all  who  live  uprightly, 

And  'bedient  to  his  will ; 
Bright  angels  shall  convey  then; 

To  the  New  Jerusalem.  > 

7  And  when  my  race  is  ended, 

I'll  go  away  to  God, 
And  there  I'll  see  my  Jesus, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  : 
I'll  sit,  and  sing,  and  praise  him, 

For  a  crown  he'll  give  to  me, 
And  sing  the  song  of  free-grace, 

To  all  eternity. 

CCCCXCII.  (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

The  Beggar's  Plea  made  before  the  Lord. 

1  J?  NCOURAG'D  by  thy  word 
JCi   Of  promise  to  the  poor, 
Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 

Waits  at  thy  mercy's  door  ! 
No  hand,  no  heart,  O  Lord,  but  thine, 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  beggar's  usual  plea, 

Relief  from  men  to  gain,  _> 
If  ofter'd  unto  thee, 

I  know  thou  would'st  disdain  : 
And  pleas  which  move  thy  gracious  ear, 
Are  such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 

3  I  have  no  right  to  say, 

That  though  I  now  am  poor, 
Yet  once  there  was  a  day 

When  1  possessed  more  : 
Thou  know'st  that  from  my  very  birth, 
I've  bee/.i  the  poorest  wretch  on  earth. 


358  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

4  Nor  c  an  I  dare  profess, 

As  beggars  often  do, 
Tho'  great  is  my  distress, 

My  wants  have  been  but  few  : 
If  thou  should'st  leave  my  soul  to  starve, 
It  would  be  what  I  well  deserve. 

5  ' Twere  folly  to  pretend 

I  never  begg'd  before  ; 
Or  if  thou  now  befriend, 

I'll  trouble  thee  no  more  : 
Thou  often  hast  reliev'd  my  pain, 
And  often  I  must  come  again. 

6  Tho'  crumbs  are  much  too  good 

For  such  a  dog  as  I, 
No  less  than  children's  food 
My  soul  can  satisfy  ; 

0  do  not  frown  and  bid  me  go, 

1  must  have  all  thou  canst  bestow. 

7  Nor  can  I  willing  be 

Thy  bounty  to  conceal 
From  others  who,  like  me, 

Their  wants  and  hunger  feel  : 
I'll  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  store, 
And  try  to  send  a  thousand  more. 

8  Thy  thoughts,  thou  only  wise  ! 

Our  thoughts  and  ways  transcend, 
Far  as  the  arched  skies 

Above  the  earth  extend  ; 
Such  pleas  as  mine,  men  would  not  hear, 
But  God  receives  a  beggar's  pray'r. 

CCCCXCIII.  (8's.) 

Christian  Fortitude  and  Resignation. 

1   T  ONG  have  1  view'd,  long  have  I  tho't, 
J.  J  And  trembling  held  this  bitter  draught, 
When  only  to  my  lips  applied, 
Nature  shrank  in,  my  courage  died  ; 
But  now  resolv'd,  and  firm  I'll  be, 
Since,  Lord,  'tis  mixt  and  given  by  thee. 


HOPE  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT.  359 

2  I'll  trust  my  great  physician's  skill, 
What  he  prescribes  can  ne'er  be  ill ; 
For  each  disease  he  knows  what's  fit, 
He  's  wise  and  good,  and  1  submit : 
No  longer  will  I  grieve  or  pine  ; 
Thy  pleasure  'tis,  it  shall  be  mine. 

3  Thy  med'cine  puts  me  to  great  smart, 
Thou  wound'st  me  in  the  tend'rest  part, 
But  'tis  with  a  design  to  cure, 

I  must  and  will  thy  touch  endure  ; 
All  that  I  priz'd  below  is  gone, 
Yet  Father,  still  thy  will  be  done. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  sentence  I  should  part, 
With  what  was  nearest  to  my  heart, 
I  freely  that  and  more  resign. 
Behold,  my  heart  itself  is  thine: 
My  little  all  I  give  to  thee, 

Thou  hast  bestow'd  thy  Son  on  me. 

5  He  left  true  bliss  and  joy  above, 
Empty'd  himself  of  all  but  love  ; 
For  me  he  freely  did  forsake 

More  than  from  me  he  e'er  can  take : 

A  mortal  life  for  a  divine, 

He  took,  and  did  e'en  that  resign. 

6  Take  all,  great  God,  I  will  not  grieve, 
But  still  wish  I  had  more  to  give  ; 

1  hear  thy  voice,  thou  bid'st  me  quit 
My  paradise,  and  I  submit ; 
I  will  not  murmur  at  thy  word, 
Nor  beg  thee  to  sheath  up  thy  sword. 

CCCCXCIV.  (C.  M.)  Doub4e. 

Courage  taken  Jrom  the  Approach  of  Death. 
I  A/I  Y  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done, 
i.TJL    The  passing  moments  say  ; 
As  lengthening  shadows  o'er  the  mead 

Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 
"  O  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof 

"  From  all  created  things," 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above, 
Whence  true  contentment  springs 


360  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

2  Courage,  my  soul !  thy  bitter  cross, 

In  ev'ry  trial  here, 
Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heav'n  above, 

But  shall  not  enter  there. 
The  sighing-ones,  that  humbly  seek 

In  sorrowing  paths  below, 
Shall  in  eternity  rejoice, 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

3  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er 

Of  sublunary  care, 
And  life's  dull  vanities  no  more 

This  anxious  breast  ensnare. 
Courage,  my  soul !  on  God  rely; 

Deliv'rance  soon  will  come  ! 
A  thousand  ways  has  providence, 

To  bring  believer's  home. 

4  Ere  first  I  drew  this  vital  breatn, 

From  nature's  prison  free, 
Crosses  in  number,  measure,  weight, 

Were  written,  Lord,  for  me. 
But  thou  my  Shepherd,  Friend,  and  Guide 

Hast  kindly  led  me  on, — 
Taught  me  to  rest  my  fainting  head 

On  Christ  the  "corner  stone." 

5  So  comforted  and  so  sustain'd, 

With  dark  events  I  strove, 
And  found  them,  rightly  understood, 

All  messengers  of  love  : 
With  silent  and  submissive  awe, 

Ador'd  a  chastening  God, — 
Rever'd  the  terrors  of  his  law, 

And  humbly  kiss'd  the  rod. 

CCCCXCV.  (7,  6.) 

The  Lord  is  our  Refuge  and  Strength. 

I  fllHE  Lord  is  my  Protector, 
JL    To  him  I  fly  for  aid  ; 
My  Refuge  and  Director  ; 
Why  is  my  heart  afraid  ? 


HOPE  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT.  361 

Though  amid  threatening  danger, 

Oppress'd  by  many  a  c^are, 
My  heart,  be  thou  a  stranger 

To  unbelieving  fear. 

2  Thy  God  with  love  unceasing, 

His  people  will  secure ; 
Their  fainting  strength  increasing, 

He  proves  his  promise  sure. 
Oft  at  this  baneful  hour, 

That  teems  with  ev'ryill, 
Faith  manifests  his  pow'r, 

And  bids  the  heart  be  still. 

3  Though  like  a  roaring  lion 

The  prince  of  darkness  roam, 
The  souls  that  dwell  in  Sion 

Have  there  a  peaceful  home. 
In  vain  the  force  of  legions, 

All  impotent  their  might ; 
Peace  from  the  heavenly  regions, 

Breaks  through  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  Some  guardian  spirit  near  me, 

Whose  office  is  of  love, 
Methinks  is  sent  to  cheer  me 

With  comfort  from  above  : 
Or  what's  this  blest  sensation, 

This  gleam  of  cordial  hope  ? 
Kind  tokens  of  salvation, 

That  bear  my  spirits  up  ? 

5  Yes — from  their  heav'nly  places 

Commission'd  angels  fly, 
To  cheer  the  Christian's  graces, 

And  raise  his  courage  high. 
Oh  pleasure  past  expressing  ! 

What  rapture  must  be  theirs, 
Who  bring  the  cup  of  blessing 

That  God  himself  prepares  ! 

CCCCXCVI.  (7's.)  Double. 

Mutual  Encouragement. 

J  "ORETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here; 
MJ  Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear ; 


362  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES, 

Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  Friend, 
One  that  loves  uf  to  the  end. 
Forward  then  with  courage  go, 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
"  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home." 
2  In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
Lie,  to  take  us  unawares  ; 
Satan  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  part ; 
But  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
"  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home.*' 

1  But,  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet ; 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 

Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within. 

Yet,  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 

Christ  will  also  conquer  these ; 

Then  the  joyful  news  -will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home  M 

CCCCXCVII.  (7,  6.) 

The  Christian  and  hit  Sout. 

\  pOME,  my  soul,  and  let  us  try, 
\.J  For  a  little  season, 
Ev'ry  burden  to  lay  by — 

Come  and  let  us  reason. 
What  is  this  that  casts  thee  down  ? 

Who  are  those  that  grieve  thee  ? 
Speak,  and  let  the  worst  be  known, 

Speaking  may  relieve  thee. 

SOUL. 

2  Oh  !  I  sink  beneath  the  load 

Of  my  nature's  evil — 
Full  of  enmity  to  God  ; 

Captiv'd  by  the  devil  ; 
Restless  as  the  troubled  seas, 

Feeble,  faint,  and  fearful : 


HOPE  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

Plagu'd  with  ev'ry  sore  disease- 
How  can  I  be  cheerful  ? 

CHRISTIAN. 

3  Think  on  what  thy  Saviour  bon 

In  the  gloomy  garden, 
Sweating  blood  at  ev'ry  pore, 

To  procure  thy  pardon. 
See  him  stretch'd  upon  the  wod. 

Bleeding,  grieving,  crying  ,* 
Suff  ring  all  the  wrath  of  God 

Groaning,  gasping,  dying  ' 


This  by  faith  I  sometimes  /iew, 

And  those  views  relieve  me 
But  my  sins  return  anew — 

These  are  they  that  grieve  me. 
Oh  !  I'm  lep'rous,  stinking,  foul, 

Quite  throughout  infected  ; 
Have  not  I,  if  any  soul, 

Cause  to  be  dejected  ? 

CHRISTIAN. 

Think  how  loud  thy  dying  Lord 

Cried  out,  "  It  is  finish' d  ;" 
Treasure  up  that  sacred  word 

Whole  and  undiminished. 
Doubt  not — he  will  carry  on, 

To  its  full  perfection, 
That  good  work  he  has  begun  : 

Why  then  this  dejection  ? 

SOUL. 

Faith,  when  void  of  works  is  dead 

This  the  Scriptures  witness  ; 
And  what  works  have  I  to  plead, 

Who  am  all  unfitness  ? 
All  my  powers  are  deprav'd, 

Blind,  perverse,  and  filthy  ; 
If  from  death  I'm  fully  sav'd, 

Why  am  I  not  healthy  ? 


A64  CHRISTIAN  KXERCISES. 

CHRISTIAN. 

7  Pore  not  on  thyself  too  long, 

Lest  it  sink  thee  lower  ; 
Look  to  Jesus  kind  as  strong, 

Mercy  join'd  with  pow'r. 
Ev'ry  work  that  thou  must  do, 

Will  thy  gracious  Saviour 
For  thee  work,  and  in  thee  too, 

Of  his  special  favour. 

SOUL. 

8  Jesus'  precious  blood  once  spilt, 

I  depend  on  solely, 
To  release  and  clear  my  guilt — 
But  I  would  be  holy. 
chris.  He  that  bought  thee  on  the  cross 
Can  control  thy  nature  ; 
Fully  purge  away  thy  dross — 
Make  thee  a  new  creature. 

SOUL. 

9  That  he  can  I  nothing  doubt, 

Be  it  but  his  pleasure. — 
chris.  Though  it  be  not  done  throughout, 

May  it  not  in  measure  ? 
soul.   When  that  measure,  far  from  great, 

Still  shall  seem  decreasing  ? 
chris.   Faint  not  then — but  pray,  and  wait, 

Never,  never  ceasing. 

soul. 

10  What  when  pray'r  meets  no  regard  ? 
chris.  Still  repeat  it  often. 

soul.  But  I  feel  myself  so  hard — 
chris.  Jesus  will  thee  soften. 
soul.  But  my  enemies  make  head — 
chris.  Let  them  closer  drive  thee ; 
soul.   But  I'm  cold,  I'm  dark,  I'm  dead— 
chris.  Jesus  wili  revive  thee. 


£OPF  AND  ENCOURAGKMKNT.  3i5 

CCCCXCVIII.  (CM.) 

Sanctified  afflictions  our  best  Mercies. 

1  FT1HY  people,  Lord,  have  ever  found 

JL    'Tis  good  to  bear  thy  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  us  learn  thy  will, 
And  live  upon  our  God. 

2  This  is  the  comfort  we  enjoy, 

When  new  distress  begins  : 
W>  read  thy  word,  we  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  our  former  sins. 

3  Thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  always  right, 

Though  they  may  seem  severe ; 
The  sharpest  sufferings  we  endure, 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 

4  Before  we  knew  thy  chast'ning  rod, 

Our  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  now  we  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

CCCCXCIX.   (CM.) 

Ye  believe  in  God,  believe  also  in  me. 

1  T    ET  not  your  hearts  within  you  grieve, 
JLJ  My  dear  beloved  friends, 

Ye  trust  in  God — in  me  believe, 
For  I  have  borne  your  pains. 

2  Home  to  my  Father's  house  I  go, 

Where  many  mansions  are  ; 
I  go  before,  and  in  your  name, 
Your  seats  of  bliss  prepare. 

3  When  I  your  mansions  have  prepar'd, 

I'll  come  to  you  again, 
And  take  you  to  my  blissful  arms, 
For  ever  to  remain. 

4  Where  I  am  bound  is  endless  day. 

And  I'm  th'  appointed  road  ; 
I  am  the  truth  and  living  way, 
By  which  you  come  to  God. 


366  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

D.  (L.  M.) 

Despair  prevented  by  Faith. 

1  T  ORD,  didst  thou  die,  but  not  for  me  ? 
JLi  Am  I  forbid  to  trust  thy  blood  ? 

Is  not  thy  rnercy  rich  and  free, 
Seal'd  in  the  kind  atoning  Hood  I 

2  Who  then  shall  drive  my  trembling  soul 
From  thee,  to  regions  of  despair  ? 
Who  has  survey'd  the  sacred  roll, 

And  found  my  name  not  written  there  ? 

3  Presumptuous  thought !  to  fix  the  bound- 
To  limit  mercy's  sov'reign  reign  : 
What  other  happy  souls  have  found, 

I'll  seek  ;  nor  shall  I  seek  in  vain. 

4  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I'll  cast  me  down, 
To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear  ; 
And  if  thou  spurn  me  from  thy  throne 
I'll  be  the  first  who  perish'd  there. 

DI.  (P.  M.) 

T/ie  final  Farewell. 

1  TJlAREWELL,  dear  Friends,  I  must  be 
I?  gone, 

I  have  no  home  nor  stay  with  you, 
I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  can  view  : 

Farewell,  farewell,  farewell, 

My  loving  friends,  farewell. 

2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along, 

Nor  waits  for  mortal's  care  or  bliss ; 
I  leave  you  here  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is  : 

Farewell,  &c. 

3  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love  ; 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above  : 

Farewell,  &c. 

4  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 

You've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heav'n, 


HOPE  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT.  367 

You've  counted  all  things  here  out  dross — 
Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  giv'n  ! 
Fight  on,  fight  on,  fight  on, 
The  crown  shall  soon  be  giv'n. 

5  Farewell,  ye  younger  saints  of  God, 

Sore  conflicts  yet  may  wait  for  you  ; 

Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heav'nly  road, 

Till  Canaan's  happy  land  vou  view  : 

Farewell,  &c. 

6  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners,  too, 

It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here ; 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you — 
O  turn  and  seek  salvation  here ; 

O  turn,  O  turn,  O  turn, 

And  seek  salvation  here. 

DII.  (L.  M.) 

Faith  in  Darkness  gives  Consolation. 

1  A  MID  the  dark,  the  dismal  scene, 
i\.  If  I  can  say  the  Lord  is  mine, 
The  joy  shall  triumph  o'er  the  pain, 
And  glory  dawn,  though  life  decline. 

2  The  God  of  my  salvation  lives  ; 
My  nobler  life  he  will  sustain  ; 

His  word  immortal  vigour  gives,  . 

Nor  shall  my  glorious  hopes  be  vain. 

3  Thy  presence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart 
Though  ev'ry  earthly  comfort  die  ; 

Thy  smile  can  bid  my  pain  depart, 
And  raise  my  sacred  pleasures  high. 

4  O  let  me  hear  thy  blissful  voice, 
Inspiring  life  and  joys  divine  ! 
The  barren  desert  shall  rejoice. 
Tis  Paradise  if  thou  art  mine  ! 

Dili.  (C.  M.) 

Hope  encourages, 

1     A    THOUSAND  promises  are  wiolc 
/jl  In  characters  of  blood  ; 
And  those  emphatic  lines  denote 
The  ever  faithful  God. 


368  CHRISTIAN  EXKRC1SES. 

2  Thro'  these  sweet  promises  I  range, 

And  (blessed  be  his  name  !) 
Tho'  I,  a  fickle  mortal,  change, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

3  Grace,  like  a  fountain  ever  flows, 

Fresh  succours  to  renew  : 
The  Lord  my  wants  and  weakness  knows, 
My  sins  and  sorrows  too. 

4  'Tis  he  directs  my  doubtful  ways, 

When  dangers  line  the  road  ; 
Here  I  mine  Kbenezer  raise, 
And  trust  a  gracious  God. 

DIV.  (C.  M.) 

Good  Hope  through  Grace. 

1  piOME  humble  souls,  ye  mourners,  come, 
\J  And  wipe  away  your  tears  : 

Adieu  to  ail  your  sad  complaints, 
Your  sorrows  and  your  fears. 

2  Come  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 

And  sing  the  Saviour's  love  : 
Soon  shall  you  join  the  glorious  theme 
In  loftier  strains  above. 

3  God  th'  eternal,  mighty  God, 

To  dearer  name  descends  : 
Calls  you  his  treasure  a  .d  his  joy, 
*   His  children  and  his  friends. 

DV.   (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

Who  can  tell? 

1  r\  REAT  God  !  to  thee  I  make 
XJ   My  wants  and  sorrows  known  ; 
And  with  an  humble  hope 

Approach  thine  awful  throne  ; 
Though  by  my  sins  deserving  hell, 
I'll  not  despair,  for  who  can  tell  ? 

2  To  thee  who  by  a  word 

My  drooping  soul  canst  cheer 
And  by  thy  Spirit  form 
Thy  glorious  image  there  ! 


HOPE  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT,  36S 

My  foes  subdue,  my  fears  dispel, 
I'll  daily  seek,  for  who  can  tell  ? 

3  In  danger  or  distress, 

To  thee  alor.e  I  fly ; 
Implore  thy  pow'rful  help, 

And  at  thy  footstool  lie  : 
My  case  bemoan,  my  wants  reveal, 
And  patient  wait,  for  who  can  tell? 

4  My  heart  misgives  me  oft, 

And  conscience  storms  within  ; 
One  gracious  look  from  thee, 

Will  make  it  all  serene  : 
Satan  suggi-sts  that  I  shall  dwell 
In  endless  flames  ;  but  who  can  tell  ? 

5  Curst  unbelief,  begone, 

Ye  doubts,  fly  swift  away  : 
God  hath  an  ear  to  hear, 

While  I've  a  heart  to  pray  : 
If  he  be  mine,  all  will  be  well, 
For  ever  so,  and  who  can  tell  ? 

DVI.  (L.  M.) 

Resolving  to  look  again. 

1  QEEa  poor  sinner,  dearest  Lord, 

O  Whose  soul  encourag'd  by  thy  word, 
At  mercy's  footstool  would  remain, 
And  there  would  look,  and  look  again. 

2  How  oft  deceiv'd  by  self  and  pride, 
Has  my  poor  heart'been  turn'd  aside, 
And  Jonah-like,  has  fled  from  thee, 
Till  thou  hast  look'd  again  on  me. 

3  Take  courage  then  my  trembling  soul ; 
One  look  from  Christ  will  make  thee  whol<?; 
Trust  thou  in  him,  'tis  not  in  vain, 

But  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

4  That  wish'd  for  period  soon  will  come, 
When  1  shall  reach  my  blissful  home  ! 
And  when  to  glory  1  attain, 

O  then  I'll  look,  and  look  again, 
o  '«' 


370  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

DVII.  (6,  4.)  Delight.  Bethesda. 

Ood,  our  Guardian,  never  slc-ft*. 

1.  TTPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
\J    From  God  is  all  my  aid,; 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made. 
God  is  the  tow'r 
To  which  I  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  ev'ry  hour. 
'.I  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
Nor  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 
Those  wakeful  eyes 
That  never  sleep, 
Shall  Isr'el  keep, 
When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heat  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  ev'ning  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there. 
Thou  ait  my  sun, 
And  thou  myshsde, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  giv'n  thy  word 

To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  tttist  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  home. 


G 


DVIII.   (8's.)  Greenfield. 

God  is  our  Refuge  in  Trouble. 

OD  is  our  refuge  in  distress, 
A  present  help  when  dangers  press ; 
In  him  undaunted  we'll  confide  : 


rfOPK  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT.  371 

Though  earth  were  from  her  centre  tost, 
And  mountains  in  the  ocean  lost, 

Torn  piece-meal  by  the  roaring  tide. 

2  A  gentler  stream  with  gladness  still 
The  city  of  our  Lord  shall  fill, 

The  royal  seat  of  God  most  high  : 
God  dwells  in  Sion,  whose  fair  tow'rs 
Shall  mock  th'  assaults  of  earthly  pow'rs, 

While  his  Almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

3  In  tumults  when  the  heathen  rag'd, 
And  kingdom's  war  against  us  wag'd, 

He  thunder'd  and  dispers'd  their  pow'rs  ! 
The  Lord  of  hosts  conducts  our  arms, 
Our  tow' j-  of  refuge  in  alarms, 

Our  Father's  Guardian-God  and  ours. 
4-  Come  see  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought, 
On  earth  what  desolation  brought, 

How  he  has  calm'd  the jariing  world  : 
He  broke  the  warlike  spear  and  bow  ; 
With  them  the  thundering  chariots  too 
Into  devouring  flames  were  hurl'd. 
5  Submit  to  God's  Almighty  sway  ; 
.  For  him  the  heathen  shall  obey, 

And  earth  her  sov'reign  Lord  confess  : 
The  God  of  hosts  conducts  our  arms, 
Our  tow'r  of  refuge  in  alarms, 
As  to  our  fathers  in  distress. 

DIX.  (C.  M.)Ps.  34. 

Trust  in  God  at  all  times. 

1  rBlHRO'  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

JL    In  trouble  and  in  joy  ; 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

^  Till  all,  who  are  distrest, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwe  lings  of  the  just : 


372  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Protection  he  affords  to  all 

Who  make  his  name  their  trust. 

4  Oh,  make  but  trial  of  his  love  ! — 

Experience  will  decide, 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints  !  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight,- 
Your  wants  shall  be  his  care. 

6  While  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 

The  Lord  will  food  provide 
For  such  as  put  their  trust  in  him, 
And  see  their  needs  supply'd. 

DX.  (L.  M.) 

Past  Mercies  acknowledged,  ar.d  future  ones  sought. 

1  FT1HIS  morning  let  my  praise  arise, 

JL    To  Him  that  all  my  wants  supplies, 
He  has  preserv'd  me  all  the  night, 
To  see  once  more  this  morning  light. 

2  May  I  this  day,  by  grace  pursue 
The  work  design'd  for  me  to  do ; 
And  when  my  work  on  earth  is  done, 
May  angels  bear  my  spirit  home  ; — 

3  There  to  behold  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  praise  his  rich,  redeeming  grace ; 
And  through  a  long  eternity, 

Give  praise  to  the  eternal  three. 

DXI.  (S.  M.) 

The  Sun  in  its  Course  a  Christian  Mcnifr. 

t   OEK  how  the  mountain  sun 
O  Pursues  his  shining  way, 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  every  brightening  ray. 
2  Thus  would  my  rising  soui 
Its  heavenly  parent  sing  . 
And  to  its  great  original 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 


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I  Serene  I  laid  me  down 

Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 
I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  preserver  near  ! 

4  O  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 

The  pleasing  painful  load. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 

I  bring  my  sacrifice  ; 
Tinged  with  thy  blood,  it  shall  ascend 
with  fragrance  to  the  skies. 

6  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend  ; 
A  long  eternity. 

DXII.  (L.  M.) 

The  tame. 

1  |""1  OD  of  the  morning  at  whose  voice 
VF  The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise. 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  east 

The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 
And  without  weariness  or  rest. 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  shines 

3  O  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day, 
With  ready  mind,  and  active  will, 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

4  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside, 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compar'd  with  this. 

DXIII.  (S.  M.) 

Desiring  to  emulate  Nature  in  Praite. 

1     A  LMIGHTY  Maker,  God  ! 
J\.  How  wond'rous  isthv  name  ! 


•>74  CHRIST  IAN  EXERCISES. 

Thy  glories  how  diffus'd  abroad 
Through  the  creation's  frame. 

2  Nature  in  ev'ry  dress 

Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways'  t'  express 
Thy  undissembled  praise. 

3  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too, 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

4  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 

1  he  remnant  of  my  days, 
And  to  my  God,  my  soul  ascend 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 

UXIV.  (L.  M.) 

Morning  Praia*. 

1  ~|>  E.GIN,  my  soul,  thy  morning  song, 
XJ  Let  thankfulness  inspire  thy  tongue  ! 
Tin*  kindness  of  thy  God  proclaim, 

And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  name. 

2  Sing  how  his  hand  thy  life  defends, 
And  for  thy  guard  his  angel  sends: 
In  grateful  praise  his  name  adore, 
Till  Meeting  days  shall  be  no  more. 

3  Yes,  O  my  God,  thy  glorious  name, 

My  soul  shall  through  the  day  proclaim  ; 
I'll  bear  thy  kindness  on  my  heart, 
While  ev'ry  pow'r  performs  its  part. 

DXV.  (C.  M.) 

It  is  good  to  //raise  God  early  in  the  Morning. 

1  f^l  OD  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 
"IT  To  thee  I  cheerful  raise; 
Thy  acts  of  love  'tis  good  to  sing, 

And  pleasant  'tis  to  praise. 

2  When  sleep,  death's  image  o'er  me  spread. 

And  I  unconscious  lay, 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed, 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 


4 

MORNING  DEV>   TION  3/5 

O  let  the  same  almighty  care        p 

Through  all  this  clay  attend  : 
From  ev'i-y  danger,  ev'ry  snare, 

My  heedless  steps  defend. 
Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll 

And  guide  my  future  days; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 

With  gratitude  and  praise. 

DXVI.  (L.  M.) 

T/ic  Being  of  God  bespoke  every  Mornng. 

TI^HERE  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 
L     Through  earth-,  and  air,  and  seas,  an*i 
skies ; 
See  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 

When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise. 
The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 
Inscribes  in  characters  of  light, 

His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 
The  flow'ry  tribes  all  blooming  rise, 

Above  the  weak  attempts  of  art ; 
The  smallest  worms,  the  meanest  flies, 

Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 
Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

x\nd  trace  cieation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God — 

Bow  down,  before  him,  and  adore. 

DXVII.  (L.  M.) 

The  Sabbath  Morning. 

COME,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  da), 
Come  bear  our   thoughts   from   earth 
away  : 
Now  let  our  noblest  passions  rise 
With  ardour  to  their  native  skies. 
Come  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 
With  rays  of  light  upon  us  shine  ; 
And  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blest 
On  this  sweet  dav  of  sacred  rest. 


376  christiXn  exehcises. 

3   Then  when  our  sabbaths  here  are  o'er, 
And  &e  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 
With  all  the  ransom'd  we  shall  spend 
A  sabbath  which  shall  never  end. 

DXVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Anotlter, 

1  /^lOME,  let  us  join  in  sweet  accord 
\J  In  hymns  around  the  throne  ; 
This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 

Hath  made  and  call'd  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 

The  brightest  of  the  sev'n  ; 

Type  of  that  everlasting  rest, 

The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

DX1X.  (C.  M.) 

Another. 

)  fllHE  Lord  of  sabbaths  let  us  praise, 
A    In  concert  with  the  blest ; 
And  in  most  sweet  harmonious  lays, 
Employ  this  day  of  rest. 

2  O  may  we  still  remember  thee, 

And  more  in  knowledge  grow  ; 
And  may  we  more  of  glory  see, 
While  waiting  here  below. 

3  On  this  sweet  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  display 'd 
By  God  th'  eternal  Word,  than  when 
This  universe  was  made. 

4  He  rises,  who  our  souls  had  bought 

With  blood,  and  grief,  and  pain  ; 
'Twas  great  to  speak  the  world  from  nought— 
'Twas  greater  to  redeem. 

DXX.  (C.  M.)  Montgomery. 

Another. 

ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
'  haste  to  seek  thy  face, 


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MORNING  DEVOTION.  b77 

My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 
H  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 
Beneath  the  burning  sky. 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink,  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  pow*r, 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine ; 
Mv  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast, 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

DXXI.  (L.M.)  Bridge  water. 

Another. 

1  OWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
io  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and 

sing, 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace  how  bright  they  shine  ' 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 

And  ev'ry  pow'r  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


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DXXII.  (C.  M.)  Walsall. 

Morning  Prayer. 

ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  near, 
My  voice  ascending  high 


378  CHRISTIAN  EXKRCISKS, 

To  thee  will  1  direct  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  C)  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 
Make  ev'ry  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my'face. 

DXXIII.  (C.  M.) 

Morning  and  Evening  Prayer  and  Praite. 

1  /~\NCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
\J  Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  : 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats ; 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heav'n  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame  ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  Dear  God,  let  nil  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light  ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

DXXIV.  (L.  M.) 

Another. 

1  \/I"Y  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 

1?JL  Like  morning  incense  in  thine  house, 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  ev'ning  sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord 
From  ev'ry  rash  and  heedless  word  ; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 


MORNING  DEVOTION.  17$ 

3  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'ring  way  ! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  press'd  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief; 

And  tiy  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

DXXV.  (L.  M.; 

Another. 

1  1V/TY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
1.T Jl  Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 

Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 
Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  my  pow'rs  to  thy  command, 

To  thee  1  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand, 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

DXXVI.  (S.  M.)  Florida. 

Another. 

1  T   ET  sinners  take  their  course, 
La   And  choose  the  road  to  death  , 

But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 

When  morning  brings  the  light, 
I  seek  his  blessings  ev'ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God, 
While  sinners  perish  in  surprise 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

Aucl  no  sad  changes  feel, 


380  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

DXXVII.  (7's.) 

Mercies  incessant. 

1  rTlHRO'  the  wisdom  of  the  skies, 

JL    We  receive  enlighten'd  eyes, 
To  discern  the  sacred  way, 
And  enjoy  celestial  day. 

2  Hcav'nly  peace  revives  our  hearts, 
And  its  influence  still  imparts; 
Oft  reviving  pleasures  felt, 
Cause  our  flinty  hearts  to  melt. 

3  Thus  we  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Travel  all  the  road  at  length, 

Till  we  reach  fair  Zion's  hill, 
Swallow'd  up  in  Jesus'  will  ! 
*  Then  around  the  throne  we'll  sit, 

And  embrace  our  Jesus'  feet, 
Celebrate  the  praise  of  God, 

Who  redeem  d  us  by  his  blood. 

DXXVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Morning  Praise. 

1  V¥7ITH  morning  light  let  us  rejoice, 

f  ?     And  lift  our  voices  high, 
And  sing  to  God  with  heart  and  voice, 
Till  it  ascends  the  sky. 

2  Praise  to  the  God  that  rules  the  night, 

And  guards  us  while  we  sleep, 
Praise  to  the  God  that  brings  the  light, 
And  guides  our  wandering  feet. 


DXXIX.  (7's.) 

Morning  Prayer. 

N  the  morning  let  us  pray, 
For  the  grace  that  helps  all  day, 
Lest  we  should  by  evils  press'd, 
Leave  the  path- way  of  *he  bless'd. 


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MORNING  DOVOTION.  38 

2  That  we  may  in  cv'ry  ill, 
Know  and  do  his  sov'reign  will, 
And  thro'  all  our  various  care, 
Feel  his  Spirit's  constant  cheer. 

3  Then  when  gloomy  night  comes  on, 
And  we  all  our  work  have  done, 
We  will  lay  us  down  to  rest, 

As  on  Jesus'  loving  breast. 

DXXX.  (7's.) 

Hourly  dependence. 

1  TN  the  morning  of  the  day, 

JL  Let  us  haste  to  sing  and  pray  ; 
For  our  God  deserves  the  first, 
Of  our  service,  and  the  best. 

2  We  are  bound  in  love  to  him  ; 
Let  us  flee  from  ev'ry  sin, 
Through  the  whole  of  ev'ry  day 
For  his  graces,  praise  and  pray. 

3  On  the  resurrection  day, 
So  may  we  our  God  survey, 
And  to  all  eternity 

Join  to  praise  the  sacred  Three 

DXXXI.  (C.  M.) 

Praise  God  in  the  morning. 

1  1^1  OME  let  us  lift  our  voices  high 
\^J  And  form  a  sacred  song, 

To  him  who  rules  the  earth  and  sky, 
And  does  our  days  prolong. 

2  Who  through  the  night  gave  us  to  rest  j 

This  morning  cheer'd  our  eyes, 
And  with  the  thousands  of  the  bless'd 
In  health  made  us  to  rise. 

3  Early  to  God  we'll  send  our  prayer — 

Make  haste  to  pray  and  praise  ! 
That  he  may  make  our  good  his  care# 
And  guide  us  all  our  days. 

4  And  when  the  night  of  death  comes  on, 

And  we  shall  end  our  days  ! 


382  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

May  his  rich  grace  the  theme  prolong, 
Of  his  eternal  praise. 

DXXXII.  (P.  M.) 

The  Christian's  Nightly  Song. 

1  IT'LL  sing  my  Saviour's  grace, 
JL  And  his  sweet  name  I'll  praise, 

While  in  this  land  of  sorrow  I  remain 

My  sorrow  soon  shall  end, 

And  then  my  soul  ascend,  [Pa'n- 

Where  freed  from  trouble,  sorrow,  sin,  and 

2  A  pilgrim  here  below, 
While  in  this  vale  of  woe, 

An  exile  banish'd,  wandering  I  rove  : 

My  days  in  sorrow  roll, 

And  then  my  weary  soul, 
In  earnest  longings  pants  to  mount  above, 

3  Though  few  my  days  have  been, 
Much  sorrow  1  have  seen, 

And  deep  afflictions  I  have  waded  thro' : 

But  thorny  is  the  way 

Unto  eternal  day — 
Then  forward  will  I  press  and  onward  go. 
*        Another  day  is  gone, 

And  yon  declining  sun 
Hath  veil'd  its  radiant  beams  in  sable  shades 

And  gloomy  darkness  reigns, 

O'er  the  extensive  plains, 
And  silence,  awful  silence,  clothes  the  main. 

5  Thus  swiftly  flies  away 
Ev'ry  succeeding  day, 

And  life  s  declining  light  draws  to  a  close ; 

And  long  life's  setting  sun, 

Will  soon  in  death  go  down, 
And  lay  my  weary  dust  in  calm  repose. 

6  Then  happy,  sweet  surprise — 

And  what  new  wonders  rise,  [clay  . 

When  freed  from  this  dull,  crazy,  cumbrous 

On  eagles'  wings  of  love, 

1  then  shall  mount  above, 
And  find  a  passage  to  eternal  day. 


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7  Then,  O  the  glorious  sight ! 
What  sweet,  supreme  delight, 

Will  strike  my  ravish'd  soul  when  1  behold  ! 

When  Salem's  gates  I  see, 

Wide  open  fly  to  me,  [g°ld! 

With  streets  of  glitt  ring,  pure,  transparent 

8  But  O  !  and  shall  I  then, 

Behold  the  friend  of  men,  [me  ? 

The  man  who  sufter'd,  groan'd,  and  died  tor 

Who  bore  my  load  of  sin, 

Of  sorrow,  grief  and  pain, 
To  make  me  happy  and  to  set  me  free. 
"9        To  living  fountains  then, 

And  to  rich  pastures  green, 
And  trees  of  Paradise  he'll  lead  his  lambs: 

While  millions  fall  around, 

Prostrated  on  the  ground, 
And  at  his  footstool  cast  their  starry  crowns. 
10      Ye  heav'nly  arches  ring, 

Sing,  hallelujah,  sing ! 
Hail  holy,  holy,  holy,  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

Once  we  were  dead  in  sin, 

But  now  we  live  again — 
Sing  glory,  glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb. 

DXXXIII.  (S.  M.) 

The  Night  an  Emblem  of  Death. 

1  rilHE  day  is  past  and  gone  ; 

JL    The  evening  shades  appear  ; 
Oh  !  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  is  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest, 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possest. 

3  Lord  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears, 
Beneath  the  pinions  of  thy  love, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 


384  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

4  And  when  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th'  unclouded  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prise, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
O  !  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest — 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

DXXXIV.  (L.  M.) 

Mercies  are  new  every  Er<er.ing. 

1  fTIHUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on, 

JL     Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolongs  my  days  , 
And  ev'ry  ev'ning  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  earth  or  hell 

Tell  me  a  thousand  frightful  things ; 
My  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings 

DXXXV.  (L.  M.) 

An  Evening  Song. 

1  |^1  HEAT  God,  to  thee  my  ev'ning  song 
vJT  With  humble  gratitude  I  raise ; 

O  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  till' my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 
And  ev'ry  gentle  rolling  hour, 

Are  monuments  of  wond'rous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  pow'r. 

3  Let  this  best  hope  my  eyelids  close, 
With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame  ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 


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DXXXVI.  (L.  M.) 

Jnot/ier. 

1  fi  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
\Jf  For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings* 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  O  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose , 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close ; 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vig'rous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

DXXXVII.  (CM.) 

Evening  Prayer  and  Praise. 

1  THREAD  Sov'reign,  let  my  ev'ning  song 
\3  Like  holy  incense  rise  ; 

Assist  the  off 'rings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around  ; 
But  O,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

3  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renew 'd  by  thee. 

4  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pard'ning  blood, 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest ; 
As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

DXXXVIII.  (C  M.) 

An  Evening  Psalm. 

I   V  ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray , 
Li  I  am  forever  thine  ; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day ; 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  wr, 
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386  CHRISTIAN  KXERCIf.KS, 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  bus'ness  five, 

'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  sacrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my' faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

DXXXIX.  (C.  M.) 

Anther. 

1  "I"  ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
JLi  They  strike  me  with  surprise  ; 
Not  ail  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore, 

To  equal  numbers  rise. 

2  My  flesh  with  fear  and  wonder  stands, 

The  product  of  thy  skill  ; 
And  hourly  blessings  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

3  These  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep  : 

How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
Oh  !  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  sleep 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

DXL.  (L.  M.) 

Evening  of  the  LortTt  Day. 

1  T   ORD,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 

I J  A  whole  assembly  worship  thee  ; 
At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray — 
They  hear  6f  heaven  and  learn  the  way 

2  1  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go : 
'Tis  like  a  little  heav'n  below  : 

Not  all  that  hell  or  sin  can  say 
Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 

3  O  write  upon  my  mem'ry  Lord, 
The  text  and  doctrine  of  thy  word : 


EVENING  DEVOTION.  $8T 

That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

4  With  thoughts  of  Christ,  and  things  divine, 
Fill  up  this  foolish  heart  of  mine; 
That,  hoping  pardon  through  his  blood, 
I  may  lie  down  and  wake  with  God. 

DXLI.  (C.  M.) 

Another. 

1  TjiREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
A.     To  shod  its  quick'ning  beams  ; 
And  yet  how  slow  devo.ion  burns — 

How  languid  are  its  flames. 

2  Accept  my  faint  attempts  to  love, 

My  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 

I  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 

And  praise  thee  while  I  live. 

3  Increase,  O  Lord,  my  faith  and  hope. 

And  fit  me  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

DXLI1.  (7's.) 

The  Planets  Praise  God  by  Night. 

1  V:  IGHTLY  to  the  list'ning  ear 

1  il    All  the  planets  in  their  sphere, 
Sing  aloud  their  Maker's  praise, 
In  their  solemn  silent  lays. 

2  Now  may  we  rejoin  their  song, 
And  the  sacred  theme  prolong  ; 
Praising  God  with  tuneful  voice. 
While  we  make  a  joyful  noise. 

3  We  his  goodness  sure  have  seen, 
He  with  us  this  day  has  been  ; 
And  we  now  must  give  him  praise 
For  his  goodness  all  our  days. 

4  May  we  praise  him  while  we  live, 
And  in  death  him  praises  give  ; 
And  may  our  eternal  days 

Be  his  high  eternal  praise. 


388  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

DXLIII.  trs.) 

Anotlter. 

1  *VT  UW  the  gloomy  night  comes  on, 
i^i    Let  us  still  repeat  our  song  : 
Gratitude  requires  a  lay, 

For  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

2  We  have  much  this  day  enjoy 'd, 
While  our  hands  have  been  emplov'd. 
Or,  we  should  not,  as  we  be, 
Bless'd  with  life  and  liberty. 

3  O  may  he,  who  thus  has  bless'd, 
And  who  nightly  gives  us  rest, 
On  the  resurrection  morn, 

l.et  his  glories  on  us  dawn  ! 

DXL1V.  (C.  M.)  Double. 

Perplcxid,  but  not  in  Despair. 

'    |^|H  !  once  I  had  a  glorious  view 
vJ  Of  mv  redeeming  Lord  ! 
He  said,  "Til  be  a  God  to  you"— 

And  1  believ'd  his  word  : 
But  now  1  have  a  deeper  stroke, 

Than  all  my  groamngs  are  : 
My  God  has  me  of  late  forsook — 
He's  gone,  I  know  not  where. 

Chorus. 
O  that  I  knew  the  sacred  place, 
Where  1  might  find  my  God  ! 
I'd  bow  before  his  gracious  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 
2   J  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 
On  that  celestial  day, 
When  my  hard  heart  began  to  melt, 

By  love  dissolv'd  away  . 
But  my  complaint  is  bitter  now, 

For  all  my  joys  are  gone  ; 
I've  stray 'd  ! — I'm  left ! — I  know  not  how 
The  light 's  from  me  withdrawn. 


BACKSLIDIN'GS  LAMENTED.  £89 

Once  I  could  joy  the  saints  to  meet, 

To  me  they  were  most  dear ; 
I  then  could  stoop  to  wash  their  feet, 

And  shed  a  joyful  tear  : 
But  now  I  meet  them  as  the  rest, 

And  with  them  joyless  stay  ; 
My  conversation  's  spiritless ; 

Or  else  I've  nought  to  say. 
1  once  could  mourn  o'er  dying  men, 

And  long'd  their  souls  to  win  ; 
I  travail'd  for  their  poor  children, 

And  warn'd  them  of  their  sin  : 
But  now  my  heart 's  so  carelsss  grown 

Although  they're  drown'd  in  vice, 
My  bowels  o'er  them  cease  to  yearn — 

fay  tears  have  left  mine  eyes. 
I  forward  go  in  duty's  way, 

But  can't  perceive  him  there  ; 
Then  backwards  on  the  road  I  stray, 

But  cannot  find  him  there  : 
On  the  left  hand,  where  he  doth  work* 

Among  the  wicked  crew, 
And  on  the  right,  I  find  him  not, 

Among  the  favour'd  few. 
What  shall  I  do  ?— shall  I  lie  down, 

And  sink  in  deep  despair  ? 
Will  he  forever  wear  a  frown, 

Nor  hear  my  feeble  pray'r  ? 
No  !  he  will  put  his  strength  in  me, 

He  knows  the  way  I've  stroll'd  ; 
And  when  I'm  tried  sufficiently, 

I  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

DLXV.  (8,7.) 

Decline  Lamented,  and  a  Revival  Sought. 

SAVIOUK,  visit  thy  plantation  ; 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again  : 
Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 


390  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Ev'ry  plant  should'droop  and  die  : 

Lord,  &c 

3  Surely,  once  thy  garden  rlourish'd, 

^  Ev  rv  part  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  words  our  spirits  nourish'd, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 

Lord,  &c, 

4  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see  ; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee  : 

Lord,  &c 

5  Where  are  those  we  counted  leaders, 

Fill'd  with  zeal,  and  love,  and  truth  ? 
Old  professors,  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  to  our  youth  i 

Lord,  &c. 

6  Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below  ; 

Some,  alas  !  we  fear  are  blighted, 

Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show  : 

Lord,  See. 

7  Yonder  plants — the  sight  how  pleasant  ! — 

Cover'd  thick  with  blossoms  stood  ; 
But  they  cause  us  grief  at  present ; 
Frosts  have  nipt  them  in  the  bud. 

Lord,  &c. 

B  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  ; 
O  !  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  : 

Lord,  8cc 

9  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 
Make  us  prevalent  in  pray'rs  : 


BACKSLID1NGS  LAMENTED.  391 

Let  each  one,  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares: 

Lord,  &r 

10  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh  ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 

To  revive  thy  work,  afresh  : 
Lord  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 

DXLVI.  (9,  8.) 

The  Backslider  Humbled. 

1  A/I  ^  soul  with  Zion  claims  salvation, 
IV  JL  By  the  dear  passion  of  my  Lord 
May  a  backslider  on  thee  venture, 

Although  from  thee  he  hears  no  word? 
King  Jesus,  Master,  may  a  sinner 

Be  partaker  of  a  crumb, 
Though  long  an  alien  from  his  brethren, 

While  they  in  pleasure  feast  at  home  ? 

2  Lord  Jesus  answer,  kind  Redeemer  ! 

I  have  no  other  friend  to  greet : 
Lord,  don't  conceal  a  moving  bowel — 

Here  lies  a  rebel  at  thy  feet. 
Ye  rocks,  which  shade  me  in  the  valley, 

Ye  hills,  which  hide  me  in  the  grove, 
Witness  my  weeping  soul  'sin  mourning' 

It  feels  the  ills  of  absent  love. 

3  I  mourn  in  sackcloth,  like  a  widow, 

A  lonesome  sparrow — woe  is  me  ! 
I  call  on  Jesus  my  Beloved, 

But  like  a  stranger — where  is  he  ? 
I'll  turn  my  asking  into  seeking, 

And  then  I'll  knock  at  heaven's  gate ; 
Is  my  Beloved  here  concealed  ? 

(iive  eai,  kind  pow'rs,  where  is  my  mat* 

4  I  seek  a  refuge  from  the  deluge 

Of  a  huge  tempestuous  main  ; 
Temptations^feri/  daily  tear  me. 
No  inn  to  cheer  me  on  the  plain ; 


.'592  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Lord  Jesus  hasten,  quickly  save  me — 
O  Christ  have  pity,  come  away  ! 

Thou  alone  canst  make  me  happy  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  make  no  delay 

5  Since  I  am  thine,  both  soul  and  body 

And  all  that  doth  to  me  belong, 
Then  drive  from  me  both  sin  and  Satan, 

The  flesh  and  world  with  all  their  throng 
Lord,  since  I  am  thy  son  and  servant, 

Let  not  these  monsters  me  annoy, 
But  send  the  Spirit  of  adoption, 

That  I  may  Abba  Father  cry. 

DXLV1I.  (L .  M.) 

The  Penitential  Cries  of  a  Backslider. 

1  f\  GREAT  Jehovah,  God  of  love, 
VI  Look  down  in  pity  from  above, 
On  me  whose  heart  is  careless  grown, 
Who  walks  in  darkness  all  forlorn  ; 

Showfiity,  Lord,  and  draw  me  home. 
Without  thy  grace  I  cannot  cojne. 

2  ()  that  thy  quick'ning  grace  may  raise 
My  falt'ring  tongue  to  sing  thy  praise  ! 

0  that  thy  smiles  once  more  may  cheer 
My  fainting  soul,  just  in  despair  ! 

Show  pity,  ifc, 

3  Oh  !  once  my  God  was  my  delight, 

1  sang  his  praises  day  and  night  : 
But  now,  O  now,  this  is  my  grief, 
My  soul  is  full  of  unbelief. 

Showfiity,  ISfc, 

4  Oh  !  once  I  thought  I  had  a  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  sufferings  too, 
Applied  to  pardon  all  my  sin, 

\nd  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean. 

Show  fiity,  t3*c. 

5  But  now  my  soul  is  in  the  dark — 
Of  light  I  scarcely  have  a  spark  : 


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Which  makes  me  fear  I'm  void  of  grace, 
And  to  condole  my  helpless  case. 

Show  fiity,  ksfc. 

6  The  earnest  of  thy  Spirit  give  ; 

Lord,  make  me  in  thy  precepts  live  : 

Among  thy  saints  I'd  spend  my  days, 

And  to  thy  name  give  lasting  praise. 

Show  fiity,  Lord,  and  jnake  me  blest. 

Without  thy  grace  I  cannot  rest. 


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DXLVIII.  (P.  M.) 

The  Backsluler's  Prayer. 

ESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
'^all  back  a'wand'ring  sheep  ; 


False  to  thee,  like  Pete? 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep ; 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restor'd, 

On  me  be  all  its  freeness  shown  : 
Turn  and  look  ujion  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

Saviour,  Prince  enthron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart ; 
Give  what  1  have  long  implor'd, 

A  portion  of  thy  love  unknown  : 

Turn,  ISTc 

See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  suffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life,  and  happiness  and  love 

Smile  in  thy  gracious  eye. 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  : 

Turn,  13*£. 

For  thy  own  compassion's  sake, 

Thy  gracious  wonder  show  ; 
Ca-»t  my  sins  behind  thy  back, 

And  wash  me  white  as  snow  ; 
R  2 


J94  CHRISTIAN  F.XKRCISES. 

By  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Word, 

May  I,  O  Christ,  myself  bemoan  : 

Turn,  £27\ 
>  Look,  as  when  thy  eye  pursu'd 
The  first  apostate  man  ; 
Saw  him  welt'ring  in  his  blood, 

And  bade  him  live  again  ; 
Speak,  my  paradise  restor'd, 
And  save  me  by  thy  grace  alone 

Turn,  l?c, 
6  Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 
Was  clos'd,  that  we  might  live  ; 
"  Father,  (at  the  point  to  die 

My  Saviour  gasp'd)  forgive  !" 
Surely  with  that  dying  word,  [done  )*' 

He    turns  and   looks,    and    cries,    "  Tis 
O,  my  loving,  bleeding  Lord, 
T/iifi  breaks  my  heart  of  atone. 

DXLIX.  (ll's.) 

An  Apostate  Minister's  Lamentation. 

1  YfY  thoughts  are  inditing  of  some  solemn 
Iy'JL        theme, 

My  pen  sets  to  writing  of  the  doleful  scene  ; 
It  is  of  poor  Zion  in  her  deep  distress, 
Thro'  her  disobedience,  and  mine  I  confess. 

2  1  now  with  reluctance,  see  what  I  have  been, 
Wlum  I  stood  in  public,  loud  crying  down 

sin  ; 
Had  zeal  for  God's  glory,  and  sounded  his 

law, 
While  thousands  attended  with  rev'rence 

and  awe. 

3  The  way  of  salvation,  I  then  did  proclaim, 
Invited  to  Jesus  the  blind  and  the  lame  ; 
The  hungry  and  thirsty  received  his  grace, 
And  came  into  '/ion  all  running  apace. 

4  I  now  am  dejected,  by  men  set  at  naught, 
And  in    deep    affliction    acknowledge    my 

fault ; 


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I've  been  disobedient,  I  humbly  must  own, 
Now  blaspheming  sinners   throw   at  me  a 
stone. 

5  The  clouds  of  deseition  before  me  arise, 
And  hide  the  bless'd  fountain  from  my  weep- 
ing eyes ; 

I  would  it  were  with  me  as  in  ancient  days, 
When  the  candle  of  heaven  shone  on  me  a 
blaze. 

6  O  had  I  the  wings  of  a  dove,  1  would  fly 
To  some  foreign  desert,  and  there  peaceably 
Take  some  secure  shelter,  till  the  stormy 

blast, 

Of  reproach  and  slander  is  over  and  past. 
T  The  proud  and  self-righteous  hold  me  in  dis- 
dain, 

While  many  are  crying,  religion  is  vain; 

But  mistaken  notions  will  Jesus  dispel, 

And  drive  all  the  wicked  from  judgment  to 
hell. 

8  They'll  feed  on  the  failings  of  Christians  no 

more,  [will  pour ; 

When  a  flood  of  vengeance  God  on   them 
They'll  cry  out  eternity  differs  from  time, 
And  wish  they'd  repented  of  every  crime. 

9  Then  hasten  to  Jesus,  fall  down  at  his  feet, 
He  waits  to  be  gracious  on  a  mercy-seat ; 
Receive  all  your  pardon  of  sin  through  his 

blood, 
Take  him  for  your  portion,  he  is  the  best 
good. 

DL.  (L.  M.) 

Imploring  the  Return  of  God's  Spirit. 

1  li^OR  ever  shall  my  fainting  soul, 

J?    O  God,  thy  just  displeasure  mourn  ; 
Thy  grieved  Spirit,  long  withdrawn, 
Will  he  no  more  to  me  return  ? 

2  Once  I  enjoy 'd,  O  happy  lime  ! 
The  heart-felt  visits  of  his  grace  ; 


396  CHRISTIAN  EXERCISES. 

Nor  can  a  thousand  varying  scenes 
The  sweet  remembrance  quite  efface  ! 

3  Important  Guest  !  thrice  happy  soul, 
While  honour'd  with  his  blest  abode  ; 
But,  ah  !  my  sins,  accursed  things, 
Ye  griev'd,  ye  chas'd  away  my  God. 

1  Great  Source  of  light  and  peace,  return, 
Nor  let  me  mourn  and  sigh  in  vain ; 
Come,  repossess  this  longing  heart. 
With  all  the  graces  of  thy  train. 

5  This  temple,  hallow'd  by  thine  hand, 
Once  more  be  with  thy  presence  blest ; 
Here  be  thy  grace  anew  display'd, 
And  this  thy  everlasting  rest. 

DLL  (L.  M.) 

A  Barren  State  Lamented. 

1  T   ORD,  must  thy  gospel  fly  away  ! 
J  J  And  all  thy  mercies  be  remov'd? 
Are  we  to  sin  become  a  prey  ? 

And  all  our  talents  misimprov'd  ? 

2  O  must  we  bid  our  God  adieu  ? 
And  must  the  gospel  take  its  flight  ? 
O,  shall  our  children  never  view 
The  beamings  of  that  heavenly  light  ? 

[3  Forbid  it,  Lord  ;  with  arms  of  faith 
We'll  hold  thee  fast,  and  thou  shalt  stay ; 
We'll  cry,  while  we  have  life  or  breath, 
Our  God,  do  not  depart  away  !] 

4  If  broken  hearts  and  weeping  eyes 
Can  find  acceptance  at  thy  throne  ; 
Lo,  here  they  are  ;  this  sacrifice 
Thou  wilt  accept  thro'  Christ  thy  Son. 

DLII.  (L.  M.) 

Inconstancy  Lamented. 

1     i  H!  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart, 
j\_    That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart; 
Thus  fond  of  trifles  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 


BACKSLIDINGS  LAMENTED.  397 

2  In  vain  I  charge  ?ny  thoughts  to  stay, 
And  chide  each  vanity  away  ; 

In  vain,  alas,  resolve  to  bind 

This  rebel  heart,  this  wand'ring  mind. 

3  Through  all  resolves  how  soon  it  flies, 
And  mocks  the  weak,  the  slender  ties  ; 
There's  nought  beneath  a  pow'r  divine, 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

4  O  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control, 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul ; 
Bid  every  vanity  depart, 

And  dwell  forever  in  my  heart. 

DLIII.  (C.  M.) 

Humble  Backsliders  Addressed. 

I  ~|3  ACKSLIDERS  who  your  mis'ry  feel 
JLJ   Attend  your  Saviour's  call ; 
Return,  he'll  your  backslidings  heal ; 
O,  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
t  Tho'  crimson  sin  increase  your  guilt, 
And  painful  is  your  thrall ; 
For  broken  hearts  his  blood  was  spilt, 
O,  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Take  with  vou  words,  approach  his  throne 

And  low  before  him  fall ; 
He  understands  the  Spirit's  groan, 
O,  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Whoever  comes,  he'll  not  cast  out, 

Although  your  faith  be  small : 
His  faithfulness  you  cannot  doubt; 
Then  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

DLIV.  (CM.)  Mere. 

The  Church  Mourning  and  Pleading  under  Desertion. 

1  \\f  ILL  God  forever  cast  us  off  ? 

T  ▼     His  wrath  forever  smoke 
Against  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  chosen  flock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes  so  dearly  bought 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 


398  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED 

Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  stood. 

3  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  sanj 

Thy  foes  profanely  rage  ; 
Amid  thy  gates  their  ensigns  hang, 
And  there  their  hosts  engage. 

4  And,  still  to  heighten  our  distress, 

Thy  presence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  signs  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
1  hy  pow'r  and  grace  are  gone. 

5  No  prophets  speak  to  calm  our  grief, 

But  all  in  silence  mourn  ; 
Nor  know  the  times  of  our  relief, 
The  hour  of  thy  return. 


CHRISTIANS    ENCOURAGED. 


DLV.   (ll's.) 

Zion  Comforted  in  Jljfirtion. 

1  d~\  ZION  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 
\J  Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no 

man  can  save ;  [may'd, 

With  darkness  surrounded,  by  terror  dis- 
In  toiling  and  rowing  thy  strength  isdecay'd. 

2  Loud  roaring  the   billows  now   nigh  over 

whelm, 

But  skilful 's  the  pilot  who  sits  at  the  helm  ; 

His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  pow'r  thee  de- 
fends, 

In  safety  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends. 

3  "O  fearful  !  O  faithless  !"  in  mercy  he  cries, 
11  My  promise,  my  truth,  are  the  light  in 

thine  eyes  :  [stand  ; 

Still,  still,  lam  with  thee,  uy  promise  shall 
Through  tempest  and  tossing  I'll  bring  thee 

to  laud. 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  399 

4  Forget  thee  I  will  not,  I  cannot  thy  name, 
Engrav'd  on  my  heart  doth  for  ever  remain; 
The  palms  of  my  hands  whilst  1  look  on,  I 

see  [thee. 

The  wounds  I  received  when  suffering  for 

5  1  feel  at  my  heart  all  thy   sighs  and  thy 

groans,  [bones ; 

For  thou  art  most  near  me,  my  flesh  and  my 
In  all  thy  distresses  my  head  feels  the  pain, 
Yet  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 

6  Then  trust  me,  and  fear  not ;  thy  life  is  se- 

cure; 
My  wisdom  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  pow'r; 
In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul  to  refine, 
To  make  thee  at  length  in  my  likeness  to 

shine. 

7  The  foolish,  the  fearful,  the  weak  are  my 

care,  [pray'r ; 

The  helpless,  the  hopeless,  I  hear  their  sad 
From    all  their  afflictions   my   glory    shall 

spring,  [they'll  sing." 

And  the  deeper   their   sorrows  the  louder 

DLVI.  (P.  M.) 

Standfast  in  the  Liberty,  ire. 

1  |~lOME  Christian,  be  wise, 

"  )  Learn  your  liberty  to  prize, 
Each  moment  in  virtue  excel : 

Since  God  has  made  you  free, 

Stand  for  your  liberty, 
And  in  Jesus  you  ever  shall  dwell. 

2  Like  strangers  you  rove, 
While  you  seek  a  world  above — 

O  let  love  to  each  other  abound  ! 

While  surrounded  with  foes, 

Who  your  liberty  oppose, 
Your  succour  in  Jesus  is  found. 

3  If  faith  you  have  possess'd, 
You  have  enter'd  into  rest, 

But  perfection  you  have  not  obtain.  A ; 


400  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

Salvation  's  before, 
And  the  Lord  hath  made  it  sure, 
So  your  labour  shall  not  be  in  vain. 

4  For  God  is  your  friend, 
And  his  love  shall  never  end, 

To  protect  you  although  you  are  few  ; 
So  you  need  not  despair, 
All  your  breaches  he'll  repair, 

And  fresh  vigour  and  strength  he'll  renew. 

5  He's  bless'd  you  with  peace, 
And  his  love  shall  never  cease, 

He 's  bless'a  you  with  his  smiling  charms; 

So  look  home  and  rejoice, 

Wait  for  that  inviting  voice, 
And  ere  long  you  shall  be  in  his  arms. 

6  'Twill  be  a  happy  day, 
When  he  calls  us  all  away, 

And  advances  us  into  his  throne; 
Where  in  pleasure  we'll,  reign, 
And  our  freedom  shall  remnin, 

When  our  Jesus  and  we  are  both  one. 

7  Our  souls  will  be  pleas'd, 
With  those  rivers  and  seas, 

While  we  bathe  in  this  fountain  of  love; 

No  affliction  comes  there, 

No,  nor  grief  shall  interfere, 
And  none  can  our  freedom  remove. 


DLVII.  (ll's.) 

Awake  thou  that  tleefKtt^  &e. 

1  "V^E  soldiers  of  Jesus,  awake  from   yout 

JL         sleep  ! 

Ye  travellers  to  Zion,  how  slowly  you  creep! 
The  wicked  out-run  you  in  their  sinful  way, 
Who  serve  the  worst  master,   and    hell  is 
their  pay. 

2  Our  Jesus  invites  us  with  mercy's  sweet 

voice  : 
So  charming  the  music,  we  all  should  rejoice, 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  401 

To  leave  all  behind  us,  and  fly  to  his  arms; — 
Let  sinners  reject  him    for  stores  and  tor 

farms. 
j  Remember  you're  passing    from   life  unto 

death — *  [breath  ; 

A    few    scenes    remaining  will  finish  your 
Your  friends  will  desert  you  in  your  dusty 

bed,  [dread. 

And  pass  by  your  dwelling  with  a  solemn 

4  How  happy  the  spirits  whom  angels  convey 

To  regions  of  glory,  where  always  'tis  day, 

To  dwell  with  sweet  Jesus,  bright  angels, 

and  saints, 
Where  all  are  so  happy  they  have  no  com- 
plaints. 
I  With  gladness  we'll  leave  all  these  trifles 

below,  [know  ; 

For  heavenly  glory,  which  then   we  shall 
Our  bodies  they'll  moulder,  and  crumble  to 

dust, 
Till  the  resurrection  of  just  and  unjust, 

6  And  when  the  dread  trumpet  the  wicked 

alarms, 
And  calls  all  the  righteous  to  Jesus's  arms, 
With  shouts  all  triumphant  our  bodies  shall 

rise, 
And  fly  to  meet  Jesus  the  Lord,  in  the  skies. 

DLVIII.  (8's.) 

Take  lieed  lest  ye  be  deceived. 

1  "VfO  prophet,  no  dreamer  of  dreams, 
±y    No  master  of  plausible  speech, 
Who  looks  like  an  angel,  or  seems 

Like  to  an  apostle  to  preach  : 
No  tempter,  without  or  within, 

No  spirit,  though  ever  so  bright, 
Who  comes  crying  out  against  sin, 

And  looks  like  an  angel  of  light — 

2  Though  reason,  though  scripture  he  urge, 

And  plead  with  the  words  of  a  friend, 


402  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGKD. 

And  wonderful  arguments  forge, 
Arid  deep  revelations  pretend, 

Should  meet  with  a  moment's  regard, 
But  rather  be  boldly  withstood, 

If  any  thing,  easy  or  hard, 

He  preach,  save  the  Lamb  and  his  blood 

3  Remember,  O  Christians,  indeed, 

When  sunk  under  sentence  of  death, 
When  you  from  your  bondage  were  freed- 

Say,  was  it  by  works  or  by  faith  ? 
On  Christ  your  affections  were  fix'd, 

Through  faith  in  his  conjugal  vow  ; 
Was  there  any  thing  then  with  him  mix'd? 

And  what  will  you  mix  with  him  now  ' 

4  If  close  to  your  Lord  you  would  live, 

Depend  on  his  promise  alone  : 
His  righteousness  would  you  receive, 

Then  learn  to  renounce  all  your  own; 
The  faith  of  a  Christian  indeed, 

Is  more  than  a  notion  or  whim  : 
United  to  Jesus  his  head, 

He  draws  life  and  comfort  from  him. 

5  Deceiv'd  by  the  father  of  lies, 

Blind  guides  cry,  lo  here  !  and,  lo  there  \ 
By  these  the  Redeemer  was  try'd, 

And  bids  us  of  such  to  beware  ; 
Poor  comfort  to  mourners  they  give, 

But  set  them  to  labour  in  vain, 
And  strive  with  a  Do  this  and  live, 

To  drive  them  to  .Egypt  again. 

6  But  what  says  the  Shepherd  divine  ? 

For  his  blessed  words  we  must  keep — 
"  The  flock  which  the  Father's  made  mine 

"  I  lay  down  my  life  for  the  sheep  ; 
"  'Tis  life  everlasting  I  give, 

"  My  blood  is  the  price  which  it  cost ; 
"Not  one,  who  in  me  doth  believe, 

"  Shall  ever  be  finally  lost." 

7  This  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

Our  faithful  unchangeable  friend; 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  403 

fiis  love  is  as  great  as  his  pow'r, 

And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end ; 

Tis  Jesus  the  first  and  the  last — 
His  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home ; 

We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that 's  to  come. 

DLIX.  (L.  M. 

Christians  animated  to  Courage. 

1  f+  OME  ye  who  know  the  Lord  indeed, 
\J  Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed, 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 

And  walk  the  narrow,  happy  road. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 

But  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  street ; 
Though  hell  may  rage  and  vent  her  spite. 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 
i  That  awful  day  will  soon  appear, 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  you  shall  hear 
Sound  through  the  earth,  yea  down  to  hell, 
To  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

4  To  see  the  earth  in  burning  flames, 
The  trumpet  louder  here  proclaims, 
"The  world  shall  hear  and  know  her  doom 
"  The  separation  now  is  come." 

5  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home, 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come  ; 
While  Christ,  the  judge,  with  joy  proclaims, 
"  Here  come  my  saints,  I'll  own  theirnames 

6  "  Ye  everlasting  doors  fly  wide, 

"  Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride ; 

"  Ye  trumps  of  heav'n  proclaim  abroad, 

"  Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood." 

7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line 

In  glitt'ring  robes  the  sun  outshine  ; 

See  saints  and  angels  join  in  one 

<\nd  march  in  splendour  to  the  throne. 

8  They  stand  and  wonder,  and  look  on— 
They  join  in  one  eternal  song, 


404  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire, 
While  raptures  set  their  souls  on  fire. 

DLX.  (7,  6.) 

An  Exhortation  to  Bravery. 

1  i^lOME  all  ye  Christian  soldiers, 
\J   Who  follow  love  and  peace, 
Who  walk  the  way  of  Zion, 

Though  foes  and  fears  increase  : 
Our  Captain  stood  the  fiery  test, 

And  gain'd  the  vict'ry  too, 
Then  let  us  boldly  follow  him — 

He'll  safely  bring  us  through. 

2  The  sin  which  doth  beset  us, 

()  let  us  lay  aside, 
That  cursed  sin  of  unbelief, 

And  spiritual  pride  : 
The  race  that 's  set  before  us, 

With  patience  let  us  run, 
And  stand  fast  in  the  liberty 

Of  God's  eternal  Son. 
S  Gird  on  the  heav'nly  armour, 

And  keep  it  clean  and  bright, 
The  buckler,  shield,  and  helmet, 

And  venture  on  the  fight : 
Still  on  the  Captain  calling, 

And  keep  the  prize  in  view — 
We  shall  be  conqu'rors  all  ere  long, 

And  more  than  conqu'rors  too. 

4  For  when  the  last  loud  trumpet 

Shall  rend  the  earth  and  sky — 
Shall  summon  all  the  quick  and  dead. 

And  bid  the  world  draw  nigh  ; 
With  shouting  all  victorious, 

Our  bodies  then  shall  rise, 
Put  on  a  form  most  glorious, 

And  fly  above  the  skies. 

5  Adieu  world,  flesh,  and  devil, 

And  sin  forever  cease 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  405 

Your  rage  you'll  no  more  level 

Against  the  sons  of  peace  : 
Our  Saviour  now  doth  call  us, 

Most  lovingly  to  come — 
Adieu  to  you  for  evermore, 

For  we  are  going  home. — 
6  Where  saints  with  admiration, 

Their  Saviour  will  behold  ; 
They'll  drink  in  full  salvation, 

And  shine  in  robes  of  gold  : 
They'll  join  the  heav'nly  choirs  above, 

Their  Saviour's  praise  to  sing, 
Redeeming  grace,  and  dying  love, 

For  evermore  to  ring. 

DLXI.  (10's.) 

Jehovah  Jiram,  or,  the  Lord  will  help. 

1  FT1  HOUGH  troubles  assail,  and  dangers 

JL  affright,  [unite — 

Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  scripture  assures  us,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  storehouse,  are 

fed  :  [bread : 

From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our 
His  saints,  what  are  fitting  shall  ne'er  be 

denied,  [vide. 

So  long  as  'tis  written,  the  Lord  will  pro- 

3  We  may,  like  the  ships,  by  tempests  be 

toss'd 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  cannot  be  lost : 
Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind   and   the 

tide,  [vide. 

The  promise  engages  the  Lord  will  pro- 

4  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abra'm  of  old, 

Not  knowing  our  way,  but  faith  makes  us 
bold :  [good  guide, 

For  though  we  are   strangers,    we  have  a 
And  trust,  in  all  dangers  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 


406  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

5  When  Satan  appears,  to  stop  up  our  path, 
And  till  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith  , 
He  cannot  take  from  us,  though  oft  he  has 

tried,  [provide. 

This  heart-cheering  promise  the  Lopd  will 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain  : 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  ob- 
tain ;  [plied, 

But  when  such  suggestions  our  spirits  have 
This  answers  all  questions,  the  Lord  will 
provide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own,   or  goodness   we 

claim  ;  [great  name, 

Yet  since   we    have   known    the    Saviour's 
In  this  our  strong  tow'r  for  safety  we  hide  : 
The  Lord  is  our  pow'r,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

8  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
This  word   of  his   grace  shall   comfort   us 

through  :  [our  side, 

No  fearing  or  doubting,  with   Christ  on 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

DLXII.  (8,7.) 

Exhortations  to  rejoice  in  Christ,  and  have  no  Confidence  m 
the  Flesh. 

1  flOME,  ye  Christians,  sing  the  praises 
\J  Of  your  condescending  God  ; 
Come,  and  hymn  the  holy  Jesus, 

Who  hath  wash'd  us  in  his  blood. 
We  are  poor,  and  weak,  and  silly, 

And  to  ev'ry  evil  prone  : 
Yet  our  Jesus  loves  us  freely, 

And  receives  us  for  his  own. 

2  Though  we're  mean  in  man's  opinion, 

He  hath  made  us  priests  and  kings  ; 
Pow'r,  and  glory,  and  dominion 

To  the  Lamb,  the  sinner  sings. 
Leprous  souls,  unsound  and  filthy, 

Come  before  him  as  you  are : 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  407 

'Tis  the  sick  man,  not  the  healthy, 
Needs  the  good  Physician's  care. 

3  Hear  the  terms  that  never  vary  :— » 

■"  To  repent  and  to  believe  } 
Both  of  these  are  necessary  : 

Both  from  Jesus  we  receive. 
Would-be  Christian,  duly  ponder 

These  in  thine  impartial  mind  ; 
And  let  no  man  put  asunder 

What  the  Lord  has  wisely  join'd. 

4  Oh  !  beware  of  fondly  thinking 

God  accepts  thee  for  thy  tears  : 
Are  the  shipwreck'd  sav'd  by  sinking  ? 

Can  the  ruin'd  rise  by  fears  ? 
Oh  !  beware  of  trust  ill  grounded  : 

'Tis  but  fancied  faith  at  most — 
To  be  cur'd  and  not  be  wounded, 

To  be  sav'd  before  you're  lost. 

5  No  big  words  of  ready  talkers, 

No  dry  doctrines  wiil  suffice  ; 
Broken-hearts,  and  humble  walkers, 

These  are  dear  in  Jesus'  eyes. 
Tinkling  sound  of  disputation, 

Naked  knowledge,  all  are  vain  ; 
Ev'ry  soul  that  gains  salvation, 

Must  and  shall  be  born  again. 

DLXIII.   (8,  7.) 

Christian*  encouraged  against  t/ieir  Weaknesses. 

1  V17'ANI)'KING  pilgrims,  mourning  Chris" 

ww  tians, 

Weak  and  tempted  lambs  ci  Christ, 
Who  endure  great  tribulation, 

And  with  sins  are  much  distress'd  : 
Christ  has  sent  me  to  invite  you 

To  a  rich  and  costly  feast ; 
Let  not  shame  nor  pride  prevent  you, 

Come  the  rich  provision  taste. 

2  If  you  have  a  heart  repenting, 

And  bemoan  your  wretched  case, 


408  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

Come  to  Jesus  Christ  lamenting, 
He  will  give  you  gospel  grace  : 

If  vou  want  a  heart  to  rear  him, 

Love  and  serve  him  all  your  days— 

Onlv  come  to  Christ  and  ask  him, 
He  will  guide  your  feet  always. 

3  If  like  poor  Bartimeus  blinded, 

You  bewail  the  want  of  sight, 
Cry  to  Jesus,  son  of  David, 

He  will  give  you  gospel  light. 
If  like  Mary,  you've  been  keeping 

Sev'n  devils  in  your  embrace, 
Fly,  like  her,  to  Jesus,  weeping, 

He  will  bid  you  go  in  peace. 

4  If  your  heart  is  unbelieving, 

Doubting  Jesus'  pard'ning  love, 
Lie  hard  by  Bethesda,  waiting 

Till  the  troubled  waters  move. 
If  no  one  appear  to  help  you, 

All  their  efforts  prove  but  taik — 
Jesus,  Jesus,  he  will  cleanse  you  ; 

Rise,  take  up  your  bed,  and  walk. 

5  If,  like  Peter,  you  are  sinking 

In  the  sea  of  unbelief, 
Wait  with  patience  constant  praying, 

Christ  will  grant  you  sweet  relief: 
He  will  give  you  grace  and  glory, 

All  your  wants  shall  be  supplied  ; 
Canaan,  Canaan  lies  before  you, 

Rise  and  cross  the  swelling  tide. 

6  Death  shall  not  destroy  your  comfort, 

Christ  shall  guide  you  through  the  gloom 
Down  he'll  send  a  heav'nly  concert, 

To  convey  you  to  his  home  : 
There  you'll  spend  your  days  in  pleasure, 

Free  from  every  want  and  care  ; 
Come,  (J  come,  my  blessed  Saviour  ! 

Fain  my  spirit  would  be  there. 


H 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  409 

DLXIV.  (P.  M.) 

The  Sospel  animates  to  Hope. 

ARK  how  the  gospel-trumpet  sounds  ! 


Thro'  all  the  world  the  echo  bounds; 
And  Jesus,  by  redeeming  blood, 
Is  bringing  sinners  home  to  God, 
And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word, 
To  endless  day. 
2  Hail  !  all-victorious,  conqu'ring  Lord  ' 
By  all  the  heav'nly  host  ador'd, 
Who  undertook  for  fallen  man, 
And  brought  salvation  through  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  might  live  and  reign 
In  endless  day. 
J  Fight  on,  ye  conquering  saints,  fight  on, 
And  when  the  conquest  you  have  won. 
Then  palms  of  vict'ry  you  shall  bear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share, 
And  crowns  of  glory  you  shall  wear, 
In  endless  day. 
&  Thy  blood,  dear  Jesus,  once  was  spilt, 
To  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  guilt; 
And  sinners  now  may  come  to  God, 
And  find  salvation  through  *hy  blood, 
And  sail  by  faith  upon  that  flood, 
To  endless  day. 

5  Thro'  storms  and  calms  by  faith  we  steer, 
By  feeble  hope  and  gloomy  fear, 

Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan's  shore, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  are  no  more, 
We'll  shout,  our  trials  all  are  o'er 
To  endless  day. 

6  There  we  shall  in  sweet  chorus  join, 
With  saints  and  angels  all  combine, 
To  sing  of  his  redeeming  love, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move  ; 
And  this  shall  be  our  theme  above, 
In  endless  day. 

7  Here  we  are  kept  by  sov'reign  grace, 
Till  we  have  run  the  heav'nly  race : 

S 


II 


410  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

But  soon  we  shall  in  glory  dwell, 
To  praise  our  clear  Immanuel, 
And  bid  our  troubles  then  farewell, 
To  endless  day. 
8  We  are  but  pilgrims  here  below, 
And  all  our  lives  are  full  of  woe  ; 
Lord,  give  us  courage  on  our  way, 
That  we  may  never  go  astray, 
But  live  thy  glory  to  display 
In  endless  day. 

DLXV.  (8,7.) 

The  Christian  Soldier  enewvraged. 

1  |^1 1RD  thy  loins  up,  Christian  soldie-, 
\Jf  Lo,  thy  captain  calls  thee  out  : 
Let  the  danger  make  thee  bolder  ; 

War  in  weakness  ;  dare  in  doubt. 
Buckle  on  thy  heav'nly  armour  : 

Patch  up  no  inglorious  peace  : 
Let  thy  courage  wax  the  warmer, 

As  thy  foes  and  fears  increase. 

2  Bind  thy  golden  girdle  round  thee  ; 

Truth  to  keep  thee  firm  and  tight  • 
Never  shall  the  foe  confound  thee, 

While  the  truth  maintains  thy  fight. 
Righteousness  within  thee  rooted 

May  appear  to  take  thy  part  : 
But  let  righteousness  imputed 

Be  the  breast-plate  of  thy  heart. 

3  Shod  with  Gospel  preparation 

In  the  paths  of  promise  tread 
Let  the  hope  of  fi*ee  salvation, 

As  a  helmet  guard  thy  head. 
When  beset  with  various  evils, 

Wield  the  Spirit's  two-edg'd  sword 
Cut  thy  way  through  hosts  of  devils ; 

While  they  fall  before  the  word. 

4  But  when  dangers  closer  threaten, 

'  And  thy  soul  draws  near  to  death  ; 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  413 

When  assaulted  sore  by  Satan, 

Then  object  the  shield  of  faith. 
Fiery  darts  of  fierce  temptations, 

Intercepted  by  thy  God, 
There  shall  lose  their  force  in  patience, 

Sheath'd  in  love,  and  quench'd  in  blood 
Though  to  speak,  thou  be  not  able, 

Always  pray  and  never  rest, 
Pray'r  's  a  weapon  for  the  feeble  : 

Weakest  souls  can  wield  it  best. 
Ever  on  thy  captain  calling, 

Make  thy  whole  condition  known  ; 
He  shall  hold  thee  up  when  falling  ; 

Or  shall  lift  thee  up  when  down. 

DLXVI.  (6,5.) 

Exceeding  great  and  precious  Promises. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation, 
Ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith 

In  his  excellent  word  ! 
What  more  can  he  say 

Than  to  you  he  hath  said? 
You,  who  unto  Jesus 

For  refuge  have  fled. 
In  every  condition, 

In  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale, 

Or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
At  home  and  abroad, 

On  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
"  As  thy  days  may  demand, 

"  Shall  thy  strength  ever  be. 
"  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee, 

"  O  be  not  dismay'd, 
M  I,  I  am  thy  God, 

"  And  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
"  I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee, 

"  And  cause  thee  to  stand, 
"  Upheld  by  my  righteous 

"  Omnipotent  hand. 


412  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

4  "  When  through  the  deep  waters 

"  I  call  thee  to  go, 
11  The  rivers  of  woe 

"  Shall  not  thee  o'erflow  , 
'*  For  I  will  be  with  thee, 

"  Thy  troubles  to  bless, 
"  And  sanctify  to  thee, 

"  Thy  deepest  distress. 

5  "  When  through  fiery  trials 

"  Thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
"  My  grace  all-sufficient 

'*  Shall  be  thy  supply  ; 
"  The  flames  shall  not  hurt  thee, 

"  I  only  design 
"  Thy  dross  to  consume, 

"  And  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  "  Ev'n  down  to  old  age, 

'*  All  my  people  shall  prove 
"  Mv  sovereign,  eternal, 

**  Unchangeable  love  ; 
"  And  when  hoary  hairs 

"  Shall  their  temples  adorn, 
"Like  lambs  they  shall  still 

"In  my  bosom  be  borne. 

7  "  The  soul  that  or  Jesus 

"  Hath  lean'd  ft  f  repose, 
'*  I  will  no t,  I  will  not, 

"  Desert  to  his  foes; 
•«  That  soul,  though  all  hell 

"  Should  endeavour  to  shake, 
*'  Til  never,  no  never, 

**  No,  never  forsake, 

DLXVII.  (6,  5.) 

Victory  Sure,  and  the  War  not  long, 

1       \T^  brethren  and  sisters, 
X    Who're  called  bv  grace, 
Through  plainness  of  preaching, 
To  seek  the  Lord's  face, 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  413 

And  came  up  from  Egypt 

The  land  to  possess. 
That  flows  with  salvation, 

And  rivers  of  peace. 

Though  great  is  the  warfare, 

Yet  just  is  the  war — 
We  fight  for  that  land 

Whereof  Abra'm  was  heir  ; 
Though  great  was  his  offspring, 

And  num'rous  as  stars, 
For  each  there 's  a  blessing 

A  portion  and  shares. 

What  though  we  are  few, 

And  the  enemy  strong ; 
Our  Captain  is  great, 

And  the  wars  are  not  long  : 
He  faints  not,  like  Moses, 

But  holds  up  his  hand, 
Till  safely  his  seed 

Are  brought  home  to  their  land. 

Let  all  our  minds  be 

As>the  mind  of  one  man, 
United  in  love. 

And  determin'd  to  gain  ; 
When  hearts  and  when  hands 

Are  all  joined  in  one, 
Then  tremble  ye  nations, 

And  Israel  press  on. 

Remember  to  sprinkle 

Each  conscience  with  blood— 
This  saves  from  destruction, 

And  maketh  all  good  : 
The  myst'ry  of  godliness 

Lietti  within  : 
'  fis  blood,  and  blood  only, 

That  cleanseth  from  sin. 
Beware  of  that  wisdom 

That  reigns  among  men  ; 
This  darkens  the  (iospel, 

'Tis  cheating  and  vain  : 


414  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

Like  fine  painted  glass, 

While  it  dazzles  the  eye, 
Obstructed  that  light 

Which  should  come  from  the  sky 
V      Regard  not  the  great, 

Nor  their  favours  esteem, 
Unless  of  the  cross 

They  will  subjects  become  ; 
When  riches  among  us 

Can  purchase  a  name, 
The  plague  it  is  ent'ring, 

And  spreading  again. 
8      Stand  fast  in  the  Gospel, 

And  its  liberty  ; 
Close  joined  to  Jesus 

Let  ev'ry  heart  be  ; 
The  point's  for  a  happy 

Eternity  now, 
We  reap  that  at  last 

Which  in  time  we  do  sow. 
i      All  those  of  the  genera] 

Assembly  above, 
Who  now  with  the  seraphs 

Are  flaming  in  love, 
Where  once  in  distresses 

In  this  vale  of  tears, 
And  came  to  their  bliss 

Through  abundance  of  fears. 
10    Through  patience  and  faith 

After  them  let  us  press, 
And  trace  from  their  footsteps 

The  highway  of  grace  ; 
'Tis  now  called  day, 

But  the  night  will  soon  come, 
When  labour  shall  cease, 

And  the  lab'rers  go  home. 

DLXVIII.   (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

This  is  the  Victory,  even  our  Faith. 

J       C!  UPPORTED  bv  thv  word, 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  413 

Tne  servant  of  the  Lord 

•Can  wond'rous  acts  perform  : 
Without  dismay  lie  boldly  treads 
Where'er  the  path  of  duty  leads. 
The  haughty  king  in  vain, 
With  fury  on  his  brow, 
Believers  would  constrain 
To  golden  gods  to  bow  : 
The  furnace  could  not  make  them  fear, 
Because  they  knew  the  Lord  was  near. 
As  vain  was  the  decree, 

Which  charged  them  not  to  pray  ; 
Daniel  still  bow'd  the  knee, 
And  worship'd  thrice  a-day  ; 
Trusting  in  God,  he  fear'd  not  men, 
though  threaten'd  with  the  lion's  den. 
Secure  they  might  refuse 

Compliance  with  such  laws ; 
For  what  had  they  to  lose, 

When  God  espous'd  their  cause  ? 
He  made  the  hungry  lions  crouch; 
Nor  durst  the  fire  his  children  touch. 
The  Lord  is  still  the  same, 

A  mighty  shield  and  tow'r, 
And  they  who  trust  his  name, 
Are  guarded  by  his  pow'r  ; 
He  can  the  rage  of  lions  tame, 
And  bear  them  harmless  through  the  flame. 
Yet  we  too  often  shrink 

When  trials  are  in  view, 
Expecting  we  must  sink, 
And  never  can  get  through  ; 
But  could  we  once  believe  indeed, 
From  all  these  fears  we  should  be  freed. 


DLXIX.  (7's.) 

Young  Christians  encouraged  against  sudden  and  uncxpeclt 
changes. 


T 


HOUGH  the  morn  may  be  serene, 
Not  a  threat'ning  cloud  be  seen, 


416  CHRISTIANS  FNCOURAGKD. 

Who  can  undertake  to  say, 
*Twill  be  pleasant  all  the  day  .' 
Tempests  suddenly  may  rise, 
Darkness  overspread  the  skies, 
Lightnings  Hash,  and  thunders  rcai^ 
Ere  a  short-liv'd  day  be  o'er. 

2  Often  thus  the  child  of  grace 
Enters pn  his  Christian  race  : 
Guilt  and  fear  are  overborne — 

'  I'is  with  him  a  summer's  morn  ; 
While  his  new-felt  joys  abound, 
All  things  seem  to  smile  around, 
And  he  hopes  it  will  be  fair 
All  the  day,  and  all  the  year. 

3  Should  we  warn  him  of  a  change, 
He  would  think  the  caution  strange 
He  no  change  or  trouble  fears, 
Till  the  gath'ring  storm  appears : 
Till  dark  clouds,  his  soul  conceal, 
Till  temptation's  pow'r  he  feel ; 
Then  he  trembles  and  looks  pale- 
All  his  hopes  and  courage  fail. 

4  But  the  wonder-working  Lord 
Soothes  the  tempest  by  his  word  ; 
Stills  the  thunder,  stops  the  rain, 
And  his  sun  breaks  forth  again  ; 
Soon  the  cloud  again  returns — 
Now  he  joys,  and  now  he  mourns, 
Oft  his  sky  is  overcast, 

Ere  the  day  of  life  be  past. 

5  Tried  believers  too  can  say 

In  the  course  of  one  short  day, 
Though  the  morning  has  been  fair, 
Prov'd  a  golden  hour  of  pray'r, 
Sin  and  Satan,  long  ere  night, 
.    Have  their  comforts  put  to  flight  : 
Ah  !  what  heart-felt  peace  and  joy 
Unexpected  storms  destroy. 

6  Dearest  Saviour,  call  us  soon 
To  thine  high  eternal  noon  ; 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  41? 

Never  there  shall  tempest  rise; 
To  conceal  thee  from  our  eyes. 
Satan  shall  no  more  deceive, 
We  no  more  thy  Spirit  grieve, 
But  through  cloudless,  endless  days 
Sound,  to  golden  harps,  thy  praise. 

DLXX.  (8,  7.) 

Examine  yourselves  whether  ye  be  in  the  Faith. 

!  "1    E  T  us  ask  th'  important  question, 
\jL  (Brethren  be  not  too  secure) 
What  is  it  to  be  a  Christian — 

How  we  may  our  hearts  assure  ? 
Vain  is  all  our  best  devotion, 

It"  on  false  foundation  built ; 
True  religion  's  more  than  notion — 

Something  must  be  known  and  felt. 

2  'Tis  to  trust,  our  Well-beloved 

In  his  blood  has  wash'd  us  clean  j 
'Tis  to  hope  our  guilt's  removed ; 
Though  we  feel  it  rise  within  ; 
To  believe  that  all  is  finish'd, 

Though  so  much  remains  t'  endure— 
Find  the  dangers  undiminish'd, 

Yet  to  hold  deliv'rance  sure. 

3  'Tis  to  credit  contradictions, 

Talk  with  him  one  never  sees — 
Cry  and  groan  beneath  afflictions, 

Yet  to  dread  the  thoughts  of  ease; 
'Tis  to  feel  the  fight  against  us, 

Yet  the  vict'ry  hope  to  gain — 
To  believe  that  Christ  has  cleans'd  us> 

Though  the  leprosy  remain. 

4  'Tis  to  hear  the  Holy  Spirit 

Prompting  us  to  secret  pray'r; 
To  rejoice  in  Jesus'  merit, 

Yet  continual  sorrow  bear  ; 
To  receive  a  full  remission 

Of  our  sins  for  evermore, 
Yet  to  s/ijjh  with  sore  contrition — 

Begging  mercy  ev'ry  hour. 
s  2 


1J8  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

1  To  be  stedfast  in  believing, 

Yet  to  tremble,  fear  and  quake  ; 

Ev'ry  moment  be  receiving 

^   Strength,  and  yet  be  always  weak. — 

To  be  fighting,  fleeing,  turning, 
Ever  sinking,  yet  to  swim  ; 

To  converse  with  Jesus,  mourning 
For  ourselves  or  else  for  him. 

DLXXI.  (S.  M.)  Double. 

They  that  trust  in  the  Lord  shall  not  be  confouniiet 

I   |~"iOMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 
\J   And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  sure  trust  and  tender  care, 

Who  earth  and  heav'n  commands  ; 
Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 

Whom  winds  and  seas  obey — 
He  shall  direct  thy  wand'ring  feet, 

He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 
3  Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So  safe  shalt  thou  go  on  ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  stedfast  eye, 

So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 
No  piofit  canst  thou  gain 

By  self-consuming  care — 
To  him  commend  thy  cause,  his  ear 

Attends  the  softest  pray'r. 
3  Thine  everlasting  truth, 

Father,  thy  ceaseless  love, 
Sees  all  thy  children's  wants,  and  knowi 

What  best  for  each  will  prove ; 
And  whatsoe'er  thou  will  st, 

Thou  dost,  O  King  of  kings ; 
What  thine  unerring  wisdom  chose, 

Thy  pow'r  to  being  brings. 
1  Thou  ev'ry  where  hast  sway, 

And  all  things  serve  thy  might ; 
Thy  ev'ry  act  pure  blessing  is, 

Thy  path  unsullied  light : 
When  thou  arisest  Lord, 

What  shall  thy  word  withstand  ? 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  419 

What  all  thy  children  want  thou  giv'st— 
Who,  who  shall  stay  thine  hand  r 

DLXXII.  (S.  M.)  Double. 

The  same. 

1  pi  1VE  to  the  wind  thy  fears, 
\JK  Hope,  and  be  undismay'd  : 

God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 

God  shall  lift  up  thy  head  ; 
Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  the  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night   • 

Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart, 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  : 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 

And  ev'ry  care  be  gone  : 
What  though  thou  rulest  not, 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell 
Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

3  Leave  to  his  sov'reign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command, 
So  shalt  thou,  wond'ring,  own  his  way — 

How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand  ! 
Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought. 

That  caus'd  thy  needless  fear. 

4  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  : 

0  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee ; 

Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 

Thy  stedfast  truth  declare, 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath, 

Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

DLXXIII.   (S.  M.) 

Pride  the  worst  of  sins. 

1  JN NUMERABLE  foes 

1  Attack  the  child  of  God. 


420  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

He  feels,  within  the  weight  of  sin, 
A  grievous,  galling  load. 

2  Temptations  too  without, 

Of  various  kinds  assault. 
Sly  snares  beset  his  traveling  feet, 
And  often  make  him  halt. 

3  From  sinner  and  from  saint, 

He  meets  with  many  a  blow  ; 
His  own  bad  heart  creates  him  smart, 
Which  only  God  can  know. 

4  But  though  thet  hosts  of  hell, 

Be  neither  weak  nor  small, 
One  mighty  foe  deals  dang'rous  woe, 
And  hurts  beyond  them  all. 

5  'Tis  firide,  accursed  /iride, 

That  sin  by  God  abhorr'd  ; 
Do  what  we  will,  it  haunts  us  still, 
And  keeps  us  from  the  Lord. 

6  It  blows  its  pois'nous  breath. 

And  bloats  the  soul  with  air ; 
The  heart  uplifts  with  God's  own  gifts, 
And  makes  e'en  grace  a  snare. 

7  Awake — nay,  while  asleep, 

In  all  we  think  or  speak  ; 
It  puffs  us  glad,  torments  us  sad — 
Its  hold  we  cannot  break. 

8  In  other  ills  we  find 

The  hand  of  heav'n  not  slack, 
Pride  only  knows  to  interpose, 
And  keep  our  comforts  back. 

9  'Tis  hurtful  when  perceiv'd, 

When  unpercciv'd  'tis  worse  ; 
Unseen  or  seen,  it  dwells  within, 
And  works  by  fraud  or  force. 

10  Against  its  influence  pray, 

It  mingles  with  the  pray'r  ; 
Aga./st  it  preach,  it  prompts  the  speech, 
fee  silent,  still  'tis  there. 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  421 

11  This  moment  while  I  sing, 

I  feel  its  pow'r  within  ; 
My  heart  it  draws  to  seek  applause, 
And  mixes  all  with  sin. 

12  Thou  meek,  thou  loving  Lamb, 

This  haughty  tyrant  kill, 
That  wounded  thee,  tho'  thou  wast  free, 
And  grieves  thy  Spirit  still. 

13  Our  condescending  God, 

(To  whom  else  can  we  go) 
Remove  our  pride,  whateVr  betide, 
And  make  and  keep  us  low. 

14  The  garden  is  the  place 

Where  pride  cannot  intrude — 
For  should  it  dare  to  enter  theie, 
'Twould  soon  be  drown'd  in  blood 


DLXXIV.  (10's.) 

Tw  all  for  the  best. 

1  ~\M  Y  soul  now   arise,    my   passions  take 
J^JL         wing ; 

Look  up  to  the  skies  and  cheerfully  sing  ; 
Let.  God  be  the  object,  and  praises  addrest, 
And  this  be  my  subject,    "'tis  all  for  the 
best." 

2  Search  all  the  world  through,  examine  and 

see,  [thee, 

And  what  canst  thou  view  more  suited  to 
Than  this  declaration,  in  Scripture  exprest, 
That  God  thy  salvation  "  does  all  for  the 

best." 

3  Though  here  day  by  day  his  love  shall  see 

good, 
Upon  thee  to  lay  his  fatherly  rod  : 
Yet  be  not  dejected,  however  opprest ; 
Though  sorely  afflicted,    "  'tis  all  for  the 

best." 

4  On  creatures  below  I'll  not  set  my  heart, 
For  surely  I  know  we  shortly  must  part; 


422  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

For  though  when  God  gives  them,  his  name*! 

to  be  bless'd,  [best.' 

Yet  when  he  removes  them  '*  'tis  all  tor  the 

5  But  O  the  bless'd  day  !  (and  soon  'twill  arise] 

When  freed  from  my  clay,  I'll  mount  to  the 

skies ; 


And  when  I  do  enter  my  heavenly  rest 
I'll  there  sing  forever,  •*  'tis  all  for  the  1 


best.1 


DLXXV.  (6,  SA 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd. 

1  fpHE  Lord  is  my  shepherd, 

1.    My  guard  and  my  guide, 
Whatsoever  I  want 

He  will  kindly  provide  ; 
E'er  since  I  was  bom, 

It  is  lie  who  has  crown'd 
The  life  which  he  gave  me, 

With  blessings  all  round. 

2  While  yet  on  the  breast, 

A  poor  infant  1  hung, 
E'er  time  had  unloosed 

The  strings  of  my  tongue; 
He  gave  me  the  help, 

Which  I  then  could  not  ask, 
Now  therefore  to  praise  him, 

Shall  be  my  tongue's  task. 

3  Through  my  tenderest  years, 

W;ith  as  tender  a  care, 
My  soul,  like  a  lamb, 

In  his  bosom  he  bare ; 
To  the  brook  he  would  lead  me 

Whene'er  I  had  need, 
And  point  out  the  pastures, 

Where  best  I  might  feed. 

4  No  harm  could  approach  me 

For  he  was  my  shield, 
From  the  fowls  of  the  air. 
And  the  beasts  of  the  hVld  ; 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  423 

The  wolf  to  devour  me 

Did  oftentimes  prowl, 
But  the  Lord  was  my  Shepherd 

And  guarded  my  soul. 

5  How  oft  in  my  youth, 

Have  I  wander'd  astray  ; 
But  still  he  has  brought  me 

Back  to  the  right  way  ; 
When  lost  in  dark  errors 

No  path  I  could  meet, 
His  word  like  a  lantern 

Still  guided  my  feet. 

6  What  wond'rous  escapes 

To  his  kindness  1  owe, 
W7hen  rash  and  unguarded, 

I  sought  my  own  woe  ! 
My  soul  long  e'er  now, 

Would  have  been  in  the  deep, 
If  the  Lord  had  not  watched 

When  I  was  asleep. 

7  Whene'er  at  a  distance, 

He  sees  me  afraid, 
He  skips  o'er  the  mountains, 

And  comes  to  my  aid; 
Then  leads  me  back  gently, 

And  bids  me  abide, 
In  the  midst  of  his  flock, 

And  keep  close  to  his  side. 

8  How  safe  in  his  keeping, 

How  happy  and  free, 
Could  I  always  abide 

Where  he  bids  me  to  be  ! 
Yea,  bless'd  are  the  people, 

And  happy  thrice  told. 
Who  hear  the  Lord's  voice, 

And  abide  in  his  fold. 

9  The  fountain  is  full, 

And  the  pasture  is  green, 
All  is  friendship  and  love, 
And  no  poison  therein  ; 


424  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

The  Lord  dwells  among  them, 

Upon  his  own  hill, 
And  the  flock  all  around  him, 

Awaiting  his  will  : 

10  Himself  in  the  midst 

With  a  provident  eye, 
Regarding  their  wants, 

And  providing  supply  ; 
Abundance  springs  up 

Of  most  nourishing  food, 
And  the  flocks  -\re  all  fill'd 

With  the  fulness  of  God, 

11  At  his  voice,  or  example, 

They  move  or  they  stay, 
For  the  Lord  is  himself 

Both  their  leader  and  way  ; 
Whate'er  the  condition, 

He  places  them  in, 
They're  assur'd  'tis  the  best, 

And  they're  happy  therein. 

12  If  they  hunger  or  thirst, 

And  "are  ready  to  faint, 
A  relief  in  due  season 

Prevents  the  complaint; 
The  rain  of  his  word 

Brings  them  food  from  the  sky, 
And  the  rocks  become  rivers 

When  they  are  a  diy. 

13  From  the  fruitfulest  hills 

To  the  barrenest  rock, 
The  Lord  has  made  all 

For  the  good  of  his  flock  ; 
And  the  flock  in  return 

The  Lord  doth  confess, 
In  plenty  their  joy, 

And  their  hope  in  distress. 

14  He  beholds  in  their  welfare 

His  glory  display'd, 
And  they  find  their  bliss, 
In  obedience  repayM, 


CHRISTIANS  KNCOURAGED.  425 

With  a  cheerful  regard, 

They  attend  to  his  ways, 
Their  "attention  is  pray'r, 
And  their  cheerfulness  praise 

15  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd  ; 

What  then  shall  1  fear  ; 
No  danger  shall  fright  me 

While  he  is  so  near  ; 
For  I  know  that  his  judgments 

When  me  they  have  try'd, 
Will  bring  me  and  seat  me 

Down  close  by  his  side. 

16  The  Lord  he  is  good, 

And  his  mercy  is  sure, 
He  only  afflicts  me, 

In  order  to  cure. 
The  Lord  will  I  praise, 

As  long  as  I've  breath, 
Be  content  all  my  days, 

And  resign'd  at  my  death. 

DLXXVI.  (8's.) 

The  same. 

1  fllHE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 

JL    And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 

And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads  ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread. 
My  stedfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still  ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 


*26*  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

*  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  j 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

DLXXVII.  (8's.) 

The  tame. 

HOU  Shepherd  of  Israel,  and  mine, 


T 


The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art ; 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  Shepherd  obey, 
Are  fed  on  thy  bosom  reclin'd, 

Are  screen'd  from  the  heat  of  the  day 

2  Ah  !  show  me  that  happiest  place, 

The  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 
Where  saints  in  an  ecstacy  gaze, 

And  hang  on  a  crucify'd  God  : 
Thy  love  for  a  sinner  declare, 

Th\  passion  and  death  on  the  tree  : 
My  spirit  to  Calvary  bear, 

To  suffer  and  triumph  with  thee. 

3  'Tis  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 

There  only  I  covet  to  rest, 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 

Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast ; 
'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment  depart ; 
Conceal 'd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side, 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

DLXXVI1I.  (8's.) 

The  tame. 

1  XlfTHEN    my  Saviour,  my  Shepherd, 
T  ▼  near, 

How  quickly  my  sorrows  depart ! 
New  beauties  around  me  appear, 
New  spirits  enliven  my  heart  : 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  427 

His  presence  gives  peace  to  my  soul, 
And  Satan  assaults  me  in  vain  ; 

While  my  Shepherd  his  pow'r  controls, 
1  think  I  no  more  shall  complain. 

2  But  alas  !  what  a  change  do  I  find, 

When  my  Shepherd  withdraws  from  my 
sight  ! 
My  fears  all  return  to  my  mind, 

My  day  is  soon  chang'd  into  night : 
Then  Satan  his  efforts  renews 

To  vex  and  ensnare  me  again  : 
All  my  pleasing  enjoyments  I  lose, 

And  can  only  lament  and  complain. 

3  By  these  changes  I  often  pass  through, 

I  am  taught  my  own  weakness  to  know ; 
I  am  taught  what  my  Shepherd  can  do, 

And  how  much  to  his  mercy  I  owe  : 
It  is  he  that  supports  me  through  all  ; 

When  I  faint  he  revives  me  again  ; 
He  attends  to  my  pray'r  when  I  call, 

And  bids  me  no  longer  complain. 

4  Wherefore    then    should    1    murmur    and 

grieve  ? 

Since  my  Shepherd  is  always  the  same, 
And  has  promis'd  he  never  will  leave 

The  soul  that  confides  in  his  name  : 
To  relieve  me  from  all  that  I  fear, 

He  was  buffeted,  tempted,  and  slain  ; 
And  at  length  he  will  surely  appear, 

Tho'  he  leaves  me  awhile  to  complain, 

5  While  I  dwell  in  an  enemy's  land, 

Can  I  hope  to  be  always  in  peace  ? 
Tis  enough  that  my  Shepherd 's  at  hand. 

And  that  shortly  this  warfare  will  cease; 
For  ere  long  he  will  bid  me  remove 

From  this  region  of  sorrow  and  pain, 
To  abide  in  his  presence  above, 

And  then  I  m  more  shall  complain. 


428  CHRISTIANS  ENCOUKAGKD. 

DLXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

Feed  my  Lambs. 

1  VM7HEN  Christ  the  Lord  was  here  below 

Tr     About  the  work  he  came  to  do  ; 
Before  he  left  his  little  band, 
He  gave  to  them  his  great  command. 

2  To  fishing,  Peter  led  the  way, 

But  nothing  caught  till  break  of  day  ; 
Their  folly  check'd,  Jesus  reclaims, 
And  says  to  Peter,  feed  my  lambs. 

3  Though  Thomas  was  of  doubtful  mind, 
Yet  Jesus  leaves  him  not  behind  : 
Thomas,  he  saith,  behold  my  hands, 
And  Simon  Peter,  feed  my  lambs. 

4  Though  Simon  once  deny'd  the  Lord, 
Departing  from  his  former  word  ; 
Vet  Christ,  with  all  engaging  charms, 
Bids  Peter  still  to  feed  his  lambs. 

5  Though  men  and  devils  all  unite, 
And  earthly  comforts  fail  us  quite, 
The  holy  promise  still  proclaims, 

That  Christ  will  guard  and  feed  his  lambs. 

6  Then  little  children  do  not  fear, 
For  Jesus  lives  to  answer  pray'r, 
And  doubting  souls  are  in  his  hands, 
And  precious  food  for  all  the  L-mbs. 

7  But  the  best  feast  is  kept  above, 
And  there's  the  fulness  of  his  love  ; 
So  run  to  Christ  with  all  your  might; 
And  I  w'll  try  to  keep  in  sight. 

DLXXX.  (C.  M.) 

The  Danger  ofivorldly  Attachment*. 

1  Q CARCE  in  this  cold  declining  day, 
>0  Can  one  for  God  be  found  ;  . 
Christians  have  lost  their  zeal  to  pray, 

And  yielded  up  the  ground. 

2  Scarce  can  the  sons  of  God  be  known, 

From  Satan's  captives  led ; 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  429 

They've  David's  sling,  but  not  his  stone, 

That  slew  Goliah  dead. 
c  Lull'd  in  Delilah's  sofa  arms, 

Her  courtship  proves  a  snare, 
Deluded  by  her  flattering  charms, 

They've  lost  their  Samson-hair. 

4  But  shall  the  Lord  his  cause  forsake, 

And  leave  his  sons  forlorn, 
Shall  Dagon  down  his  purpose  break, 
And  set  upon  his  throne  ? 

5  Their  Samson-hair  again  shall  grow, 

Their  strength  again  renew, 
Down  they  shall  Dagon's  temple  throw, 
With  all  the  mocking  crew. 

6  Help  us  this  once  we  humbly  pray, 

Jehovah-Jirah,  Lord, 
To  plant  our  footsteps  in  the  way, 
That  leads  to  thee  our  God. 

7  Again  from  thee  no  more  to  stray, 

No  more  to  leave  thy  fold, 
But  in  thy  presence  ever  stay, 
Thy  glories  to  behold. 
B  "O  may  thy  beauties  ever  be 
Our  souls'  eternal  food, 
And  grace  command  our  souls  away 
From  all  created  good." 


P 


DLXXXI.  (L.  M.) 

Christ  u  our  Peace. 

EACE,  by  his  cross,  hath  Jesus  made. 
The  church's  everlasting  head, 


O'er  hell  and  sin  hath  vict'ry  won, 
And  with  a  shout  to  glory  gone. 

2  Then  why,  dejected  saint,  dost  thou, 
Thy  sorrows  nurse,  thy  head  thus  bow  ? 
Eternal  truth  declares  to  thee 

This  glorious  Man  thy  peace  shall  be. 

3  When  o'er  thy  head  the  billows  roll, 
And  shades  of  sin  obscure  thy  soul  ; 


430  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

When  thou  canst  no  deliv'rance  see, 
Yet  still  this  Man  thy  peace  shall  be. 
4  In  tribulation's  thorny  maze, 
Or  on  the  mount  of  sov'reign  grace, 
Or  in  the  fire,  or  thro'  the  sea, 
This  glorious  Man  thy  peace  shall  be. 

DLXXXII.  (L.  M.) 

The  Rainboxvy  tign  of  Peace. 

1  XM7HEN  in  the  cloud,  with  colours  fair, 

ft    I  see  the  cov'nant  bow  appear, 
Its  beauteous  form  and  lovely  rays, 
Awake  my  soul  to  love  and  praise. 

2  It  shows  to  me  how  firm  the  base, 
The  oath,  the  promise,  and  the  grace, 
Which  God  of  old,  ere  time  begun, 
To  Zion  sware  in  Christ  his  Son. 

3  Dejected  saint,  dismiss  thy  fears, 

Still  round  the  throne  this  bow  appears, 
Proclaiming  peace  and  mercy  free, 
And  full  salvation  now  to  thee. 
i  It  points  thy  soul  to  Jesus  now  ; 
Vindictive  wrath  once  smote  his  brow ; 
That  on  thy  guilty  soul  and  mine, 
No  storms  shall  beat  of  wrath  divine. 

DLXXXIII.  (C.  M.) 

Duties  and  Privilege*. 

1  'Ilf/'HILE  sinners,  who  presume  to  beat 

▼  T     The  Christian's  sacred  name, 
Throw  up  the  reins  to  ev'ry  lust, 
And  glory  in  their  shame. 

2  May  ye,  redeemed  heirs  of  grace, 

Detest  their  impious  ways  ; 
And  on  the  basis  of  your  faith, 
An  heavenly  temple  raise. 

3  Upon  the  Spirit's  promis'd  aid 

Depend  from  day  to  day  ; 
And  while  he  breathes  his  quick'ning  gale, 
Adore,  and  praise,  and  pray. 


CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED.  431 

DLXXXIV.  (S.  M.) 

Weak  Believers  encouraged. 

1  X7"OUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

X    Down  from  the  willows  take, 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  ev'ry  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above, 
We  ev'ry  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  shall  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

4  Wait  till  the  shadows  flee  ; 

Wait  the  appointed  hour ; 
Wait  till  the  Bridegroom  of  thy  soul 

Reveals  his  love  with  pow'r. 
i  The  time  of  love  will  come, 

When  we  shall  clearly  see, 
Not  only  that  he  shed  his  blood, 

But  each  shall  say,  '*  for  me." 

DLXXXV.  (C.  M.) 

Let  Brotherly  Love  continue. 

1  TTOW  sweet,  hew  heav'nly  is  the  sight* 
XX  When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 

In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word  ! 

2  O  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  ev'ry  bosom  flow  ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  ev'ry  action  glow. 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 


432  CHRISTIANS  ENCOURAGED. 

And  lie 's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds, 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

DLXXXVI.  (C.  M.) 

The  Love  of Christ  is  constant. 

1  rnHE  intercession  of  our  Lord 

JL    His  people's  safety  prove, 
And  to  the  end  he  loves  the  souls 
Who  first  he  deign'd  to  love  ! 

2  "  Father,"  he  cries,  in  his  last  hours, 

"  My  brethen  I  commend 
"  To  thy  protection  :  from  the  snares 
"  Of  death  and  hell  defend. 

3  "  Father,  'tis  my  desire  that  all 

"  Whom  thou  to  me  hast  giv'n, 
"  Behold  my  glory,  and  enjoy 
With  me,  an  endless  heaven." 

4  Thus  Jesus  pray'd,  nor  shall  his  pray'rs 

He  blown  away,  and  lost ; 
Christians,  rejoice,  your  landing's  sure 
On  the  celestial  coast. 


I 


DLXXXV11.  (L.  M.) 

Trust  and  not  be  afraid. 

S  any  thing  too  hard  for  God  ? 
What  won't  he  for  his  children  do  ? 
Dear  in  his  sight  is  Jesus'  blood, 
And  dear  the  purchase  of  it  too. 
2  Believe  aud  ask  whate'er  thou  wilt, 
Believing  ask,  thou  shalt  obtain, 
For,  lo  !  Immanuel's  blood  was  spilt, 
Because  thou  should'st  not  ask  in  vain, 

DLXXXVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Trust  in  dark  Providences. 

I   y~1  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
\JT     His  wonders  to  perform, 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


IMPUTED  RIGHTEOUSNESS.  433 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sov'rcign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 
Arc  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 


IMPUTED  RIGHTEOUSNESS 


DLXXXIX.  (CM.) 

The  Gotpel  Uniform. 

1  TkRESS'D  uniform  the  soldiers  are, 
JLr   When  duty  calls  abroad  ; 

Not  purchas'd  by  their  cost  or  care, 
But  by  their  prince  bestow 'd. 

2  Christ's  soldiers  too,  if  Christ-like  bred, 

Have  a  regimental  dress  : 
'Tis  lining  white,  and  fac'd  with  red, 
'Tis  Christ's  own  righteousness. 

3  A  rich  and  costly  robe  it  is, 

And  to  the  soldier  dear : 
No  rose  can  learn  to  blush  like  this, 
No  lilly  look  so  fair. 

4  Tis  wrought  by  Jesus' skilful  hand, 

And  ting'd  in  his  own  blood, 
It  makes  the  christian  gazing  stand, 
To  view  this  robe  of  God. 

5  No  art  of  man  can  weave  this  robe, 

'Tis  of  such  texture  fine  ; 


436  IMPUTED  RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

S  Your  sins  did  pierce  his  bleeding  heart, 
Till  death  had  done  its  dreadful  part . 
Yet  his  dear  love  still  burns  to  thee  ; 
Come,  trembling  sinner,  come  and  see. 

4  His  blood  will  cleanse  the  foulest  stain, 
And  make  the  filthy  leper  clean  ; 
His  fountain  open  stands  for  thee ; 
Come,  guilty  sinner,  come  and  see. 

5  The  garments  of  his  shining  grace, 
His  glorious  robe  of  righteousness  ; 
In  this  array  thou  bright  shalt  be  ; 
Come,  naked  sinner,  come  and  see. 

5  No  tongue  can  tell  what  glories  shine 
In  our  lmmanuel,  all  divine ; 
O  that  in  sweetest  melody 
Each  heart  may  sing,  ■«  He  dy'd  for  me." 

DXCIII.  (L.  M.) 

Justification  by  Faith. 

1  O INNEHS,  away  from  Sinai  fly  ; 
^  To  Cslv'ry's  bloody  scene  repair; 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  die, 

And  read  your  peace  and  pardon  there  ! 

2  Search  into  ev'ry  open  wound,  {"spear 
Trace   the  sharp    scourge,    the  nans,    the 
And  full  salvation  will  be  found, 

In  golden  letters  written  there. 

3  No  works  of  man  to  raise  the  sum, 
Or  pay  the  ransom,  must  be  brought ; 
Helpless  and  poor  to  Jesus  come, 
Nor  strive  to  bring  a  perfect  thought. 

4  Your  faith,  your  hope  and  righteousness, 
Are  treasur  d  up  in  him  alone  ; 

Your  rich  supplies  of  grace  and  peace 
Spring  from  the  works  your  Lord  has  done. 


lA 


DXC1V.  (C.  M.)  Bray. 

The  Robe  of  Righteoutneit. 

WAKE  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue, 
Prepare  a" tuneful  voice:. 


PERSEVERANCE  IN  GRACE.  437 

In  God  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine  : 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heav'nly  robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear ! 
These  ornaments,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  white  these  garments  are  ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love, 

And  hope,  and  ev'ry  grace  : 
But  Jesus  spent  his  life  to  work 
The  robe  of  righteousness. 

6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  array M 

By  the  great  sacred  Three  ! 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise 
Let  all  thy  pow'rs  agree. 


PERSEVERANCE  IN  GRACE. 


DXCV.  (S's.) 

Salvation  certain  to  tlie  Redeemed. 

1  rilHE  Saviour  comes  to  set  you  free, 

J.    All  you  for  whom  he  groan'd  and  died, 
The  travail  of  his  soul  to  see, 

And  to  be  fully  satisfy  'd. 
God  has  engag'd  they  all  shall  come, 
And  Christ  to  bring  them  safely  home. 

2  Though  earth  and  hell  combine  to  keep, 

From  Miss  the  weakest  child  that 's  given, 


438 


PERSEVERANCE. 


Yet  Christ's  own  arm  shall  guard  his  sheep 

And  bring  his  chosen  Safe  to  heaven: 
He  is  their  lite,  they  cannot  die, 
They  nil  shall  live  eternally. 

3  Some  men  do  think,  and  sometimes  say, 

That  God's  elect  to  hell  may  fall, 
But  if  one  saint  should  fall  away*, 

Then  what  will  keep  or  hinder  all 
If  it  were  so,  all  may  be  slain, 
And  Christ  have  shed  his  blood  in  vain. 

4  Hut  we  have  trusted  in  that  God, 

Whose  promises  are  ever  sure  ; 
And  though  we  know  and  feel  his  rod, 

His  truth  most  firmly  shall  endure- 
We  shall  receive  the  kingdom  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

5  While  Jesus  lives  how  can  we  die  ! 

Our  life  is  hid  with  him  in  God; 
He  is  our  life,  he  reigns  on  high, 

His  dwelling  is  our  sure  abode  : 
Glory  to  God  there  's  mansions  giv'n, 
And  he  will  bring  us  all  to  heav'n. 
f»  Let  others  say  just  what  they  please, 

And  boast  the  power  of  their  own  might, 
Our  souls  shall  sing  infinite  grace, 

This  is  our  glory  and  delight  : 
Our  feet  are  lame,  we  cannot  come, 
But  God  will  bring  us  safely  home. 
7  Eternal  love  shall  be  our  song, 

And  sov'reign  free  electing  grace, 
When  we  shall  join  the  ransom'd  throng, 

And  see  our  Jesus  face  to  face  : 
We'll  praise  his  name  eternally, 
Who  gave  his  Son  for  us  to  die. 


II 


DXCVI.  (7's.) 

"  Lovest  thou  me." 

ARK,  my  soul  !  It  is  the  Lord, 
' Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word  . 


PERSEVERANCE.  439 

Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee ; 

"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  **" 
!  I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound, 

And,  when  wounded,  heal'd  thy  wound  ; 

Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  ri^ht, 

Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light, 
i  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 

Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare  ? 

Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 
■  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 

Higher  than  the  heights  above  ; 

Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 

Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 

When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  : 

Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be, 

"Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  f 
6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 

That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 

Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore, 


DXCVII.  (7,  6.) 

Tlte  Fears  of  Jinally  falling  unreasonable. 

IF  to  Jesus  for  relief 
My  soul  has  fled  by  pray'r, 
Why  should  I  give  way  to  grief, 

Or  heart-consuming  care  ? 
Are  not  all  things  in  his  hand  ? 
Has  he  not  his  promise  past  ? 
Will  he  then  regardless  stand, 
And  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

While  I  know  his  providence 

Disposes  each  event, 
Shall  I  judge  by  feeble  sense, 

And  yield  to  discontent  ? 
If  he  worms  and  sparrows  feed, 

CI  Dthe  the  grass  in  rich  array, 


440  PERSEVERANCE. 

Can  he  see  a  child  in  need, 
And  turn  his  eye  away  ? 

3  When  his  name  was  quite  unknown, 

And  sin  my  life  employ'd ; 
Then  he  watch'd  me  as  his  own, 

Or  I  had  been  destroy'd  : 
Now  his  mercy-seat  1  know, 

Now  by  grace  am  reconcil'd  ; 
Would  he  spare  me  while  a  foe, 

To  leave  me  when  a  child  ? 

4  If  he  all  my  wants  supply'd, 

When  I  disdain'd  to  pray, 
Now  his  Spirit  is  my  guide, 

How  can  he  say  me  nay  ? 
If  he  would  not  give  me  up, 

When  my  soul  against  him  fought, 
Will  he  disappoint  the  hope, 

Which  he  himself  has  wrought  ? 

5  If  he  shed  his  precious  blood 

To  bring  me  to  his  fold, 
Can  I  think  that  meaner  good 

He  ever  will  withhold  ? 
Satan  vain  is  thy  device  ! 

Here  my  hopes  rest  well  assur'd, 
In  that  great  redemption  price, 

I  see  the  whole  secur'd. 

DXCVIII.  (lO's.) 

Unbelief  Conquered, 

1  "O  EGONE,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near, 
_D  And  for  my  relief  will  surely  appear  ; 
By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  per- 

form ;  [storm. 

With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I   smile  at  the 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way*  since  he  is  my 

guide, 
Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide ; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures 

all  fail,  [vail. 

The  word  he  has  spoken  shall  surely  pre- 


PERSEVERANCE.  441 

3  His  love  in  time  past,  forbids  me  to  think, 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  troubles  to  sink  ; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review, 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure  to  help  me  quite 

through. 

4  Determin'd  to  save   he  watch'd  o'er  my 

path,  [death ; 

When  Satan's  blind  slave,  I  sported  with 
And  can  he  have  taught  me  to  trust  in  his 

name,       ,  [sh?me? 

And  thus  far  have  brought  me  to  put  me  to 

5  Why  should  I  complain  of  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain  ?  he  told  me  no  less  : 
The  heirs  of  salvation,  1  know  from  his  word, 
Thro'  much  tribulation,  must  follow  their 

Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup*  no  heart  can  conceive, 
Which    he   drank   quite    up,    that  sinners 

might  live  !  [mine  ; 

His  way  was  much  rougher  and  darker  than 

Did  Christ,  my  Lord,  suffer,  and  shall  I  re- 
pine ? 
t  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good, 

The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  med'cine  is  food  ; 

Though  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  be- 
fore long,  [song  ! 

And  then  O  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's 

DXCIX.  (8's.) 

If  final  apostncy  was  probable,  it  would  be  inevitable. 

1  "I  F  ever  it  should  come  to  pass, 

J    That  sheep  of  Christ  might  fall  away  ; 
My  fickle  feeble  soul,  alas  ! 

Would  fall  a  thousand  times  a  day. 
Were  not  thy  love  as  firm  as  free, 
Thou  soon  would'st  take  it,  Lord,  from  me, 

2  I  on  thy  promises  depend, 

(  At  least  1  to  depend  desire) 
That  thou  wilt  love  me  to  the  end  ; 
Be  with  me  in  temptation's  fire; 
t  2 


442  PERSEVERANCF. 

Wilt  for  me  work,  and  in  me  too  ; 
And  guide  me  right  and  bring  me  through. 
2  No  other  stay  have  I  oeside  ; 
It*  these  can  alter,  I  must  fall  : 
1  look  to  thee  to  be  supply'd 

With  life,  with  will,  witn  pow'r,  with  all, 
Rich  souls  may  glory  in  their  store  ; 
But  Jesus  will  relieve  the  poor. 


I  rp 


DC.   (8's.) 

The  Believer  safe,  while  Christ  stands. 
HE.  sinner  that  truly  believes, 


And  trusts  in  his  crucify'd  God, 
His  justification  receives, 

Redemption  in  full  through  his  blood  : 
Though  thousands,  and  thousands  of  foes 

Against  him  in  malice  unite, 
Their  rage  he  through  Christ  will  oppose, 

Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 
Not  all  the  delusions  of  sin 

Shall  ever  seduce  him  to  death  ; 
He  now  has  the  witness  within, 

United  to  Jesus  by  faith. 
This  faith  shall  eternally  fail 

When  Jesus  shall  fall  from  his  throne  ; 
For  hell  against  both  must  prevail  ; 

Since  Jesus  and  he  are  but  one. 
The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

And  brings  such  salvation  as  fhis, 
Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  name  ; 

The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is  : 
A  principle  active  and  young, 

That  lives  under  pressure  and  load  ; 
That  makes  out  of  weakness  more  strong, 

And  draws  the  soul  upward  to  God. 
It  treads  on  the  world,  and  on  hell, 

It  vanquishes  death  and  despair  : 
And  (what  still  is  stranger  to  tell) 

It  overcomes  heaven  by  pray'r; 


PERSF.VERANCE.  443 

Permits  .1  vile  worm  of  the  dust 

With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend  ; 
To  hope  his  forgiveness  as  just ; 

And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 
i  It  says  to  the  mountains  depart, 

That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul ; 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  their  sore  consciences  whole  , 
Bids  sins  of  a  crimson-like  dye, 

Be  spotless  as  snow,  and  as  white  ; 
And  makes  such  a  sinner  as  1 

As  pure  as  an  angel  of  light. 

DCI.   (6,  8.)  Lenox. 

Distrust  overcome  by  Faith. 

OMY  distrustful  heart, 
How  small  thy  faith  appears  ! 
But  greater,  Lord,  thou  art, 

Than  all  my  doubts  and  fears  : 
Did  Jesus  once  upon  me  shine  ? 
i'hen  Jesus  is  forever  mine. 
Unchangeable  his  will, 

Though  dark  may  be  my  frame; 
His  loving  heart  is  still 

Eternally  the  same  : 
My  soul  through  many  changes  goes  ; 
His  love  no  variation  knows. 
Thou  Lord,  wilt  carry  on, 

And  perfectly  perform 
The  work  thou  hast  begun 

In  me  a  sinful  worm  : 
Midst  all  my  fears,  and  sin,  and  woe, 
Thy  Spirit  will  not  let  me  go. 
The  bowels  of  thy  grace 

At  first  did  freely  move  ; 
1  still  shall  see  thy  face, 

And  feel  that  God  is  love  ! 
Myself  into  thy  arms  I  cast ; 
Lord,  save,  I)  save  mv  soul  at  last. 


444  PERSEVERANCE. 

DCII.  (8,7.) 

Election  the  source  of  perseverance. 

1  DONS  we  are,  through  God's  election, 
O  Who  in  Jesus  Christ  believe  : 

By  eternal  destination, 
Sovereign  grace  we  here  receive  : 
Lord,  thy  mercy 
Does  both  grace  and  glory  give, 

2  Every  fallen  soul  by  sinning, 

Merits  everlasting  pain  ; 
But  thy  love  without  beginning, 

Has  restor'd  thy  sons  again  : 
Countless  millions 
Shall  in  life,  through  Jesus  reign. 

3  Pause,  my  soul  !  adore  and  wonder  ! 

Ask,  "O  why  such  love  to  me  ?*f 
Grace  has  put  me  in  the  number 

Of  the  Saviour's  family  : 
Hallelujah  ! 
Thanks,  eternal  thanks  to  thee  ! 

4  Since  that  love  had  no  beginning, 

And  shall  never,  never  cease  ; 
Keep,  ()  keep  me,  Lord,  from  sinning; 

Guide  me  in  the  way  of  peace  ! 
Make  me  walk  in 
All  the  paths  of  holiness. 

5  When  I  quit  this  feeble  mansion, 

And  my  soul  returns  to  thee ; 
Let  the  power  of  thy  ascension 

Manifest  itself  in  me  : 
Through  thy  Spirit, 
Give  the  final  victory  ! 

6  When  the  angel  sounds  the  trumpet ; 

When  my  soul  and  body  join  ; 
When  my  Saviour  comes  to  judgment, 

Bright  in  majesty  divine  ; 

Let  me  triumph 

In  thy  righteousness  as  mine. 


PERSEVERANCE.  445 

7  When  in  that  bless'd  habitation, 

Which  my  God  has  fore-ordain'd  ; 
When  in  glory's  full  possession, 
I  with  saints  and  angels  stand; 
Free  Grace  only 
Shall  resound  through  Canaan's  land. 

DCIII.  (8's.) 

Heirt  of  God  and  joint  Heirs  with  ChrUt. 

1  T    ET  others  boast  their  ancient  line, 
JLi  In  long  succession  great  v 

In  the  proud  list  let  heroes  shine, 
/\nd  monarchs  swell  the  state  : 
Descended  from  the  King  of  kings, 
Each  saint  a  nobler  title  sings. 

2  Pronounce  me,  gracious  (Jod,  thy  son, 

Own  me  an  heir  divine  : 
I'll  pity  princes  on  the  throne, 

When  I  can  call  thee  mine  : 
Sceptres  and  crowns  unenvied  rise, 
And  lose  their  lustre  in  mine  eyes. 

3  Content,  obscure  I  pass  my  days, 

To  all  I  meet  unknown, 
And  wait  till  thou  thy  child  shalt  raise, 

And  seat  me  near  thy  throne  ; 
No  name,  no  honours  here  I  crave, 
Well  pleas'd  with  those  beyond  the  grave. 

4  Jesus,  my  elder  brother  lives, 

With  him  I  too  shall  reign  : 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  while  he  survives, 

Shall  make  the  promise  vain  : 
In  him  my  title  stands  secure, 
And  shall,  while  endless  years  endure. 
3  When  he,  in  robes  divinely  bright, 

Shall  once  again  appear, 
Thou  too,  my  soul,  shalt  shine  in  light, 

And  his  full  image  bear  : 
Enough  !  I  wait  th'  appointed  day, 
Bless'd  Saviour,  haste,  and  come  away. 


446  PERSEVERANCE. 

DC1V.    (7's.) 
T/w  Htessedness  of  the  Sons  of  God. 

1  T3  LESSliD  are  the  sons  of  God, 

J3    They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood, 
They  are  ransom  *d  from  the  grave, 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have  ; 

With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 

Now  and  through  eternity. 

2  God  did  love  them  in  his  Son, 
L<<ng  before  the  world  begun  ; 
They  the  seal  of  this  receive 
When  on  Jesus  they  believe  ; 

With  them,  &c. 

3  They  are  justify 'd  by  grace, 
They  enjoy  a  solid  peace, 

All  their  sins  arc  wash'd  away, 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day  ; 

With  them,  £cc 

4  They  produce  the  fruits  of  grace, 
In  the  works  of  righteousness  ; 
Born  of  God,  they  hate  all  sin, 
God's  pure  seed  remains  within  ; 

With  them,  &c 

5  They  have  fellowship  with  God 
Through  the  Mediator's  blood  ; 
One  with  God,  through  Jesus  one, 
Glory  is  with  them  begun  ; 

With  them,  8cc 

6  Though  they  suffer  much  on  earth, 
Strangers  to  the  worldlings  mirth, 
Yet  they  have  an  inward  joy, 
Pleasures  which  can  never  cloy  ; 

With  them,  8cc, 

7  They  alone  are  truly  blest, 

Heirs  of  God,  joint  heirs  with  Christ ; 
They  with  love  and  peace  are  fill'd, 
They  are  by  his  Spirit  seal'd  : 

With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 

Now  and  through  eternity. 


PERSEVERANCE.  447 

DCV.   (8,  7.) 

•  Salvation  complete  in  Christ. 

JESUS  is  our  great  salvation, 
Worthy  of  our  best  esteem  ; 
He  has  sav'd  his  fav'rite  nation  ; 

Join  to  sing  aloud  to  him  : 
He  has  sav'd  us, 
Christ  alone  could  us  redeem. 
When  involv'd  in  sin  and  ruin, 

And  no  helper  there  was  found, 
Jesus  our  distress  was  viewing, 

Grace  did  more  than  sin  abound  . 
He  has  cali'd  us,  ♦ 

Writh  salvation  in  the  sound. 
Save  us  from  a  mere  profession, 

Save  us  from  hypocrisy  : 
Give  us,  Lord,  the  sweet  possession 

Of  thy  righteousness  and  thee  : 
Best  of  favours, 

None  compar'd  with  this  can  be. 
Let  us  never,  Lord,  forget  thee, 

Make  us  walk  as  pilgrims  here ; 
We  will  give  thee  all  the  glory 

Of  the  love  that  brought  us  near : 
Bid  us  praise  thee, 
And  rejoice  with  holy  fear. 
Free  election,  known  by  calling, 

Is  a  privilege  divine  ; 
Saints  are  kept  from  final  falling  : 

All  the  glory,  Lord,  be  thine  : 
All  the  glory, 
All  the  glory,  Lord,  is  thine. 

DCVI.  (10\s.) 

The  Fulness  of  Grace. 

A  FULNESS  resides  in  Jesus  our  head, 
And  ever  abides  to  answer  our  need  : 
The  Father's  good  pleasure  has  laid  up  in 

store, 
A  plentiful  treasure  to  give  to  the  poor. 


448  PERSEVERANCE. 

2  Whate'er  be  our  wants  we  need  not  to  fear  : 
Our  num'rous   complaints   his  mercy    will 

hear; 
His  fulness  shall  yield  us  abundant  supplies, 
His   power   shall   shield   us  when  dangers 

arise. 

3  The  fountain  o'erflows,  our  woes  to  redress  ; 
Still  more  he  bestows,  and  grace  upon  grace; 
His  gifts  in  abundance  we  daily  receive — 
He  has  a  redundance  for  all  that  believe. 

4  Whatever  distress  awaits  us  below, 
Such  plentiful  grace  will  Jesus  bestow  ; 
And  €till  shall  support  us,  and  silence  our 

fear: 
For  nothing  can  hurt  us  while  Jesus  is  near. 
$  When  troubles  attend,  or  danger,  or  strife, 
His  love  will  defend,  and  guard  us  through 

life: 
And  when  we  are  fainting,  and  ready  to  die, 
Whatever  is  wanting  his  hand  will  supply. 

DCVII.  (L.  M.) 

The  Beaton  of  Perseverance, 

1  finHE,  reason  Christians  persevere, 

JL    Is  not  because  they  are  sincere, 
Disposed  well  in  ev'ry  thing, 
Nor  with  deceit  read,  pray  or  sing. 

2  'Tis  not  that  they  themselves  have  join'd, 
With  some  religious  band  combin'd, 

To  walk  in  piety  and  love, 

And  seek  for  blessings  from  above. 

3  'Tis  not  because  they  faithful  prove, 
And  in  obedience  freely  move, 

Nor  that  by  sufferings  here  they're  tried, 
Or  that  in  heav'nly  joys  they  glide, 
t  'Tis  not  that  they  are  justified^ 
Nor  yet  because  they're  sanctified, 
And  in  Christ's  glorious  righteousness 
Feel  humble  joy  and  constant  peace. 


PERSEVERANCE.  449 

5  'Tis  not  their  zeal  nor  courage  rare, 
Their  holy  fortitude  and  fear, 
Their  resolution's  highest  flame, 
That  can  insure  immortal  fame. 

5  But  'tis,  that  to  the  light  of  grace 
They  oft  receive  increasing  rays, 
That  in  temptation's  darkest  hour 
Of  grace  they  feel  the  saving  pow'r. 

7  Jehovah  Jesus  is  their  friend, 

And  loves  and  saves  them  to  the  end  ; 

To  justifying  righteousness 

He  adds  renewed  sense  of  peace. 

8  It  is  that  God  has  given  them 
In  the  remission  of  their  sin, 
Himself  to  be  their  God  ;  in  whom 
They  do  enjoy  eternal  noon. 

9  These  are  the  reasons  that  they  rise 
To  mansiws  in  the  higher  skies  ; 

If  these  should  fail,  in  vain  we  prove 
The  virtues  of  all  other  love. 

DC VIII.   (11,  8.) 

Rejoicing  in  Hope. 

1  TTOW  bright  is  the  prospect  the  saint  has 
JJL         in  view,. 

Let  present  things  be  as  they  mav  ; 
Omnipotent  mercy   shall  bring    him   quite 
through, 
And  guide  him  to  regions  of  day. 

2  Alas!  sin  and  sorrow  attend  him  while  here, 

And  frequently  injure  his  peace  ; 
But  faith  beholds  now  the  sweet  period  near 
That  brings  him  a  final  release. 

3  With  rapture  he'll  mount  his  celestial  abode, 

His  spirit  find  pleasure  and  rest ; 
With  ecstacy  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  God, 
Partaking  the  joys  of  the  blest. 

4  With    patriarchs,    prophets,   apostles,   and 

those 
Who  sealed  the  truth  with  their  blood  ; 


450  PERSEVERANCE. 

Whose  unsubdu'd  courage  astonish'd  their 
foes, 
And  forc'd  them  to  glorify  God. 

5  United  with  these,  lie  shall  hear  them  relate 

The  tale  of  their  suff  'rings  below, 
The  conflicts  and  toils  of  their  militant  state, 
How  grace  had  supported  them  through. 

6  When  this  having   heard,  he   responses  to 

them 
The  mazes  through  which  he  has  trod, 
From  great  tribulation    by   grace  how   he 

came, 
And  reach 'd  the  fair  city  of  God. 

7  Now  all  strike  their  harps,  and  one  chorus 

they  raise : 
"  Salvation  by  grace"  is  their  theme  ; 
"  Thanksgiving,  and  honour,  ana  blessing 
and  praise,  * 

"  And  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb." 

DCIX.  (C.  M.) 

Perseverance  Detired. 

1  T  ORD,  thou  hast  made  me  know  thy 
JLi  Conduct  me  in  thy  fear  ;  [ways  ? 
And  grant  me  such  supplies  of  grace, 

That  I  may  persevere. 

2  Let  but  thy  own  Almighty  arm 

Sustain  a  feeble  worm, 
I  shall  escape,  secure  from  harm, 
Amid  the  dreadful  storm. 

3  Be  thou  my  all-sufficient  friend, 

Till  all  my  toils  shall  cease, 
Guard  me  through  life,  and  let  my  end 
Be  everlasting  peace. 

DCX.   (L.  M.) 

The  Righteous  shall  not  be  utterly  cast  dawn. 
1     A  LTHO'  the  righteous  man  may  fall. 
XlL  In  deep  distress  his  soul  enthrall ; 
God  in  his  precious  word  haa  shown 
He  can't  be  utterly  cast  dowrs 


PERSEVERANCE.  451 

2  For  Christ  the  Lord  with  his  own  hand 

Engages  he  shall  ever  stand  ; 
He's  given  his  word  to  hold  him  rp, 
Nor  can  he  want  a  better  prop. 

3  All  worlds  are  his — the  sun  and  moon 

May  be  dissolv'd  and  fall  as  soon, 
As  those  may  fail  to  see  his  face, 

Whom  he 's  renew'd  and  sav'd  by  grace. 

4  Come  saints  let 's  join  and  hymn  his  praise, 

For  such  display  of  glorious  grace  ; 
He  will  our  names  delight  to  own 
Before  his  heav'nly  Father's  throne. 

DCXI.  (L.  M.) 

As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

I    A  FFLICTED  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
J\.  Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shaU  be. 

5  Let  not  thy  heart  despond,  and  say, 
How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  ? 
He  has  engag'd,  by  firm  decree, 

That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong ; 
And,  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee ; 
For,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see, 

That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be 

5  When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
Of  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 

Of  deep  distress,  or  poverty, — 

Still,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

6  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue : 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free, 

And,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 


4.->2  PERSEVERANCE. 


DCX1I.  (C  M.) 

My  God,  ere. 

1  ~\M  Y  God  ! — how  cheerful  is  the  sound  '' 
±Yl_  How  pleasant  to  repeat  ! 

Well  may  that  heart  with  pleasures  sow  d  1 
Where  God  hath  fix'd  his  seat. 

2  What  want  shall  not  our  God  supply 

From  his  redundant  stores  ? 
What  streams  of  mercy  from  on  high 
An  arm  almighty  pours  ! 

3  From  Christ  the  ever-living  spring, 

These  ample  blessings  flow  : 

Prepare  my  lips  his  name  to  sing, 

Whose  heart  has  lov'd  us  so. 

4  Now,  to  our  Father  and  our  God 

Be  endless  glory  giv'n, 
Through  all  the  realms  of  man's  abode. 
And  through  the  highest  heav'n. 

DCXIII.  (C.  M.) 

Hope  in  Christ  secures  enjoyment. 

1  TF,  Lord,  in  thy  fair  book  of  life 
Jl    My  worthless  name  doth  stand, 
And  in  my  heart  the  law  is  writ 

By  thine  unerring  hand  : 

2  I  am  secure  by  grace  divine, 

Of  crowns  above  the  skies; 
And  on  the  road  from  thy  rich  stores, 
Shall  meet  with  fresh  supplies. 

3  To  thee  in  sweet  melodious  strains 

My  grateful  voice  I'll  raise ; 
But  life's  too  short,  my  pow'rs  too  weak, 

To  show  forth  half  thy  praise. 
[4  Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues, 

Not  one  should  silent  be  ; 
Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  hearts, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee.] 


PERSEVERANCE.  453 

DCXIV.  (C.  M.) 

Fear  not,  the  Kingdom  is  yours. 

1  \Tli  little  flock,  whom  Jesus  feeds, 

X    Dismiss  your  anxious  cares  ; 
Look  to  the  Shepherd  of  your  souls, 
And  smile  away  your  fears. 

2  Though  wolves  and  lions  prowl  around, 

His  staff  is  your  defence  :  [voice 

'Midst   sands   and   rocks   your  Shepherd's 
Calls  streams  and  pastures  thence. 

3  Your  Father  will  a  kingdom  give, 

And  give  it  with  delight  ; 
His  feeblest  child  his  love  shall  call 
To  triumph  in  his  sight. 

DCXV.  (CM.) 

Tlie  Ark  of  Safety,  or,  Sure  Salvation  in  Chriii. 

1  "VE^HEN  Noah,  with  hisfavour'd  tew, 

▼  ▼     Was  order'd  to  embark, 
Eight  human  souls,  a  little  crew, 
Enter'd  on  board  his  ark. 

2  Though  ev'ry  part  he  might  secure, 

With  bar,  or  bolt,  or  pin  : 
To  make  the  preservation  sure, 
Jehovah  shut  him  in. 

3  The  waters  then  might  swell  their  tides, 

The  billows  rage  and  roar ; 
They  could  not  stave  the  assaulted  sides, 
Nor  burst  the  batter'd  door. 

4  So  souls,  that  do  in  Christ  believe, 

Quicken'd  by  vital  faith, 
Eternal  life  at  once  receive, 
And  never  shall  see  death. 

5  In  Christ  their  ark  they  safely  ride, 

Nor  wreck'd  by  death  or  sin  : — 
How  is  it  they  so  safe  abide  ? 
The  Lord  has  shut  them  in. 


454  DEATH. 

DEATH 


DCXVI.  (8's.) 

Death  Awful  yet  Delightful. 

AH  !  lovely  appearance  of  death, 
What  sight  upon  earth  is  so  fair  ? 
Not  alt  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe, 

Can  with  a  dead  body  compare  : 
With  solemn  delight  I  survey 

The  corpse  when  the  spirit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  the  beautiful  clay, 

And  longing  to  lie  in  its  stead. 
How  blest  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind ; 
How  easy  the  soul  that  has  left 

This  wearisome  body  behind  ! 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see, 
No  longer  in  misery  now, 

No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 
This  earth  is  affected  no  more 

With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain: 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  shall  vex  him  again  : 
No  anger  henceforward,  or  shame, 

Shail  redden  this  innocent  clay  ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 

And  passion  is  vanish'd  away. 
This  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 

Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er; 
This  quiet  immovable  breast 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  nc  more  : 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 

Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat, 

It  never  shall  flutter  again. 


DEATH.  455 

5  The  lids  he  so  seldom  could  close, 

By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 
Seal'd  up  in  eternal  repose, 

Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep  : 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies ; 

These  hollows  from  water  are  free ; 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  eyes, 

And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 

6  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 

While  bound  in  a  prison  I  breathe, 
And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 

And  press  to  the  issues  of  death  : 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 

O  might  I  this  moment  become  ! 
My  spirit  created  anew, 

My  flesh  be  consign'd  to  the  tomb  ! 

DCXVII.  (10's.) 

On  the  Death  of  a  Christian. 

1  jrWIlS  finish'd  !  'tis  done !  the  spirit  is  fled, 

1_    Our  brother  is  gone,  the  Christian  is 
dead  : 
The  Christian  is  living  in  Jesus's  love, 
And  gladly  receiving  a  kingdom  above. 

2  All  honour  and  praise  are  Jesus's  due : 
Supported    by    grace   he   fought    his   way 

through  : 
Triumphantly  glorious,  through  Jesus's  zeal, 
And  more  than  victorious  o'er  sin,  death, 

and  hell. 

3  Then  let  us  record  the  conquering  name  : 
Our  captain  and  Lord,  with  shouting  pro- 
claim :  [head, 

Who  trust  in  his  passion  and  follow  their 
To  certain  salvation  shall  surely  be  led. 

4  O  Jesus,  lead  on,  thy  militant  care, 

And   give   us   the  crown   of  righteousness 
there ;  [gaze, 

Where  dazzling  with  glory  the    seraphim 
Or  prostrate  adore  thee  in  silence  of  praise. 


•k>6  DEATH. 

5  Within  us  display  thy  love  when  we  die, 
And  bear  us  away  to  mansions  on  high  • 
The  kingdom  be  given  of  glory  divine, 
And  crown  us  in  heaven  eternally  thine. 

DCXVIII.   (11,  8.) 

Tlie  Dying  Christian. 

1  XTE  objects  of  sense,  and  enjoyments   ol 

A         time, 

Which  oft  have  delighted  my  heart, 
I  soon  shall  exchange  you  for  views  more 
sublime, 
For  joys  that  thall  never  depart. 

2  Thou  Lord  of  the  day,  and  thou  Queen  of 

the  night, 
To  me  ye  no  longer  are  known, 
I  soon  shall  behold,  with  increasing  delight, 
A  sun  that  shall  never  go  down. 

3  Ye  wonderful  orbs  that  astonish  my  eyes, 

Your  glories  recede  from  my  sigh', 
I   soon    shall    contemplate    more   beautiful 
skies, 
And  stars  more  resplendently  bright. 

4  Ye  mountains  and  vallies,  groves,  rivers,  and 

plains, 

Thou  earth  and  thou  ocean  adieu, 
More  permanent  regions  where  righteous- 
ness reigns, 

Present  their  bright  hills  to  my  view. 

5  My  lov'd  habitation  and  gardens  adieu, 

No  longer  my  footsteps  yo  greet, 
A  mansion  celestial  stands  full  in  my  view, 
And  paradise  welcomes  my  feet. 

6  My    weeping    relations,    my  brethren  and 

friends, 
Whose  souls  are  entwin'd  with  my  own, 
Adieu  for  the  present,  my  spirit  ascends 
Where  pleasure  immortal  is  known. 


DEATH.  457 

7  My  cares  and  my  labours,  my  sickness  and 

pain, 
And  sorrow  are  now  at  an  end  ; 
.  The  summit  of  bliss  I  shall  speedily  gain, 
The  height  of  perfection  ascend. 

8  Thou  vale  of  affliction   my  footsteps  have 

trod,  [tears, 

With    trembling,    with    grief,   and   with 
I  joyfully  quit  for  the  mansion  of  God, 
There,  there,  its  bright  summit  appears. 

9  No  lurking  temptation,  defilement  or  fear, 

Again  shall  disquiet  my  breast, 
In  Jesus'  fair  image  I  soon  shall  appear, 
Forever  ineffably  bless'd. 

10  My  sabbaths  below  that  have  been  my  de 

light, 
And  thou  the  bless'd  volume  divine. 
Ye  guided  my  footsteps  like  stars  during 

night  : 
Adieu,  my  conductors  benign. 

11  The  sun,  that  illumines  the  regions  of  light, 

Now  shines  on  my  eyes  from  above, 
But  O  how  transcendently  glorious  the  sight, 
My  soul  is  all  wonder  and  love  ! 

12  Thou  tottering  seat  of  disease  and  of  pain, 

Adieu  my  dissolving  abode  ; 
But  I  shall  behold  and  possess  thee  again, 
A  beautiful  building  of  God. 

13  Come  death  with  cold  hands  and  my  eye- 

lids now  close, 
And  lay  my  cold  corpse  in  the  tomb  ; 
My  soul  shall  enjoy  an  eternal  repose, 
Above  in  my  heavenly  home. 

14  But  O  what  a  life  !  what  a  rest !  what  a 

jov! 
Shall  I  know  when  I've  mounted  above, 
Praise  !  praise  !  shall  my  pow'rs  triumphant 
employ  ; 
My  God  I  shall  dwell  in  thy  love  ! 
U 


458  DEATH. 

15  Come,  come,  my  Redeemer,  this  moment 
release 
The  soul  thou  hast  bought  with  thy  blood, 
And  bid  me  ascend  the    bright  regions  ot 
peace, 
To  feast  on  the  smiles  of  my  God. 

DCXIX.  (P.  M.) 

The  Approachet  of  Death  in  Sickneet. 

1  \\f  H  AT  solemn  signal's  that  which  daunta 

▼  T  my  courage, 

And  chills  my  spirits  with  a  freezing  power  ? 
Presage  of  ruin  !  and  commands  attention 

From  the  reluctant. 

2  'Tis  the  approach  of  death  in  wild  career, 
Gigantic,  striding,  and  with  hell  attended, 
Comes  on  the  pale  horse,  to  the  bar  com- 
manding 

Guilty  immortals. 

3  The  feeble  spirit  trembles  at  the  monster, 
Who,  in  full  triumph,  passes  and  repasses, 
Through  the  adjacents,  'till  at  length,  he 

foaming 

Leaps  o'er  the  palings, 

4  He,  thus  position'd  furious,  and  ghastly, 
Spreads  wild  confusion  through  the  lonely 

mansion, 
Passing  he  smites  one  of  the  stately  pillars, 
Threat'ning  destruction. 

5  The  smitten  fabric  trembles  to  the  centre, 
And  from  the  basis  to  the  summit  totters  : 
While  death  spreads  trophies  through  the 

ruin'd  dwelling, 

Doleful  to  mention. 

6  Hope's  blooming  prospect  now  reclines  its 

head,  and 
To  disappointment  yields  its  pride  and  glory, 
While  joy  's  fading,  like  untimely  flowers, 
Nipi  'd  by  the  black  frost. 


DEATH.  459 

7  The  wife  or  daughters,  now  indulge  their 

weakness, 
And  like  their  nature  shriek  in  wild  disorder; 
While  the  more  manly  sobs  of  son  or  father, 
Give  air  to  mourning. 

8  Like  to  proud  Jordan,  swelling  o'er  its  banks, 

so 
Swells  grief  the  passions,  and  drowns  all  the 

spirits  : 
Terrific  visions  haunt  the  timid  soul  in 

Fearful  succession. 

9  Have  we  no  refuge  where  we  may  retreat, 

and 

Secure  from  death,  live  in  this  vale  of  hor- 
rors ? 

Or,  is  there  no  one  mighty  to  deliver 

Bearing  salvation  ? 

10  There  's  Juda's  lion  travelling  in  strength, 

who 
Met  the  pale  monster  in  his  rage  and  fury, 
Wounding  his  head,  he   from   his  tail  did 

wrench  sin, 

Sad  cause  of  death-woes. 

1 1  Here,  dying  mortals  mayv  secure  from  ruin, 
High  in  salvation  ride,  and  triumph  ever : 
While  deathless  pleasures,  and  bright  scenes 

of  glory, 

Endear  duration. 

DCXX.  (Bunker's  Hill.) 

Submission  to  Death  in  any  shape. 

1  \)^/"HY  should  vain  mortals  tremble  at  the 

▼  ▼  sight  of 

Death  and  destruction  in  the  field  of  battle, 
Where  blood  and  carnage  clothe  the  ground 
in  crimson, 

Sounding  in  death-groans  ? 

2  Death  will  invade  us  by  the  means  appointed, 
And  we  must  all  bow  to  the  king  of  terrors  ( 


460  DEATH. 

Nor  am  I  anxious,  if  I  am  prepared, 

What  shape  lie  comes  in 

3  Infinite  goodness  teaches  us  submission  ; 
Bids  us  be  quiet  under  all  his  dealings; 
Never  repining,  but  forever  praising 

God  our  Creator 

4  Well  may  we  praise  him — all  his  ways  are 

perfect ; 
Through  a  resplendence  infinitely  glowing, 
Dazzles  in  glory  on  the  sight  of  mortals 

Struck,  blind  by  lustre. 

5  Good  is  Jehovah  in  bestowing  sunshine, 
Nor  less  his  goodness  in  the  storm  and  thun- 
der ;  [kindness, 

Mercies  and  judgment  both  proceed   from 
Infinite  kindness. 

6  ()  then  exult,  that  God  forever  reigneth  ; 
Clouds  which  around  him  hinder  our  per- 
ception, 

Bind  us  the  stronger  to  exalt  his  name,  and 
Shout  louder  praises  ! 

7  Then  to  the  wisdom  of  my  Lord  and  Master, 
I  will  commit  all  that  I  have  or  wish  for  ; 
Sweetly  as  babes  sleep  will  I  give  my  life  up, 

when 

Called  to  yield  it, 

DCXXI.  (10,8.) 

The  Death  of  Sophronia. 

1  TT^ORBEAR,  my  friends,  forbear,  and  ask 
J?  no  more 

Where  all  my  cheerful  airs  are  fled  ; 
Why  will  you  make  me  talk  my  torments 
o'er  ? 
My  life,  my  joy,  my  comfort 's  dead. 

2  Deep  from  mjr  heart,  mark  how  the  sobs 

arise  : 
Hear    the    long   .groans  that  waste  my 
breath; 


DKATH.  461 

And  read  the  mighty  sorrow  in  my  eyes — 
Lovely  Sophronia  sleeps  in  death. 

3  1  was  all  love,  and  she  was  all  delight : — 

O,  let  me  run  to  seasons  past  ! 
Ah  !  flow'ry  days,    when  first  she  charm'd 
my  sight — 
But  roses  will  not  always  last. 

4  Grace  is  a  sacred  plant  of  heav'nly  birth  ; 

The  seed  descending  from  above, 
Roots  in  a  soil  prepar'd,  grows  high  on  earth, 
And  blooms  with  life,  and  joy,  and  love. 

5  Not  the  gay  splendours  of  a  flatt'ring  court, 

Could  tempt  her  to  appear  and  shine  ; 
Her  solemn  airs  forbid  the  world's  resort : 
But  I  was  blest,  and  she  was  mine. 

6  She  was  my  guide,  my  friend,  my  earthly 

all ; 
Love  grew  withe  v'ry  waning  moon  ; 
Had  heav'.n  a  length   of  years   delay'd  .ts 
call, 
I  still  had  thought  it  call'd  too  soon. 

7  But  peace  my  sorrows  !  nor  with  murm'ring 

voice 
Dare  to  accuse  hcav'n's  high  decree  ; 
She  was  first  ripe  for  everlasting  joys — 
Sophronia  waits  in  heav'n  for  me. 

DCXXII.  (L.  M.) 

There  the  Wicked  cease  from  troubling. 

1  T~|  E  ATH  and  the  grave  are  doleful  themes 
JLr    For  sinful  mortal  worms  to  sing, 
Except  a  Saviour's  sweeter  beams 

Dispel  the  gloom,  and  touch  the  string. 

2  But,  dearest  Lord,  when  view'd  in  thee, 

The  monster  loses  all  his  dread  ; 

There  all  his  frightful  horrors  flee, 

And  joy  surrounds  a  dying  bed. 

3  This  makes  the  grave  a  favour'd  spot ; 

To  saints  its  deepest,  glo^m  is  bless'd  ; 


462  DEATH. 

For  there  the  wicked  trouble  not, 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  rest. 
4  At  rest  in  Jesus'  faithful  arms, 
At  rest,  as  in  a  peaceful  bed  ; 

Secure  from  all  the  dreadful  storms, 

Which  round  this  sinful  world  are  spread. 

DCXXIII.  (L.  M.) 

The  same. 

1  "I  ESUS,  the  mighty  Saviour,  lives, 

•I    And  holds  the  k«ys  of  death  and  hell : 
This  truth  substantial  comfort  gives, 
And  dying  saints  can  sing,  M  'Tis  well." 

2  Saints  in  their  graves  lie  down  in  peace, 

No  more  by  sin  nor  hell  oppress'd  , 
The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease, 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

3  Then  let  our  mournful  tears  be  dry 

Or  in  a  gentle  measure  flow  j 
We  hail  them  happy  in  the  sky, 
And  joyful  wait  our  call  to  go. 

4  There  shall  we  join  the  Missful  throng, 

And  meet  our  pious  tnends  again  , 
And  all  eternity  along, 

To  Jesus  sing,  and  with  him  reign. 

DCXXIV.  (C.  M.) 

The  Death  of  a  Child  rather  joyous. 

1  A  ND  is  thy  lovely  shadow  fled  ? 
XV  Yet  stop  those  fruitless  tears ; 
He  from  a  thousand  pangs  is  freed, 

You  from  ten  thousand  fears. 

2  Though  lost  he 's  lost  to  earth  alone> 

Above  he  will  be  found  ; 
Amidst  the  stars,  and  near  the  throne, 
Which  babes  like  him  surround. 

3  Look  upward,  and  your  child  you'll  see, 

Fix'd  in  his  blest  abode  ; 
What  parent  would  not  childless  be, 
To  give  a  child  to  God  ? 


DEATH.  463 

DCXXV.  (CM.) 

The  safe  and  happy  Exit. 

1  "I    ORD,  must  I  die  ?  O  let  me  die 
JLi    Trusting  in  thee  alone  ! 

My  living-  testimony  giv'n, 
Then  leave  my  dying-  one ! 

2  If  I  must  die — O  let  me  die 

In  peace  with  all  mankind  ; 
And  change  these  fleeting  joys  below, 
For  pleasures  all  refin'd. 

3  If  I  must  die — as  die  I  must — 

Let  some  kind  seraph  come, 
And  bear  me  on  his  friendly  wing 
To  my  celestial  home  ! 

4  Of  Canaan's  land,  from  Pisgah's  top, 

May  I  but  have  a  view  ! 
Though  Jordan  should  o'erflow  its  banks, 
I'll  boldly  venture  through. 

DCXXV  I.  (C.  M.) 

The  time  is  shtrt— "  Be  tober." 

1  rilHE  time  is  short !  the  season  near, 

JL    When  death  will  us  remove  ; 
To  leave  our  friends,  however  dear, 
And  all  we  fondly  love. 

2  The  time  is  short !  sinners  beware, 

Nor  triflle  time  away  ; 
The  word  of  great  salvation  hear, 
While  it  is  call'd  to-day. 

3  The  time  is  short !  ye  saints  rejoice — 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come  : 
Soon  shall  you  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
To  call  you  to  your  home. 
i  The  time  is  short !  it  swiftly  flies — 
The  hour  is  just  at  hand, 
When  we  shall  mount  above  the  skies, 
And  reach  the  wish'd-for  land. 

5  The  time  is  short  i — when  brethren  dear, 

Shall  meet  and  dwell  above  : 


462  DEATH. 

For  there  the  wicked  trouble  not, 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  rest. 
4  At  rest  in  Jesus'  faithful  arms, 
At  rest,  as  in  a  peaceful  bed  ; 
Secure  from  all  the  dreadful  storms, 

Which  round  this  sinful  world  are  spread. 

DCXXIII.  (L.  M.) 

The  same. 

1  "I  ESUS,  the  mighty  Saviour,  lives, 

•I    And  holds  the  ktys  of  death  and  hell : 
This  truth  substantial  comfort  gives, 
And  dying  saints  can  sing,  " ' Tis  well." 

2  Saints  in  their  graves  lie  down  in  peace. 

No  more  by  sin  nor  hell  oppress'd  , 
The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease, 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

3  Then  let  our  mournful  tears  be  dry 

Or  in  a  gentle  measure  flow  , 
We  hail  them  happy  in  the  sky, 
And  joyful  wait  our  call  to  go. 

4  There  shall  we  join  the  Missful  throng, 

And  meet  our  pious  triends  again  * 
And  all  eternity  along, 

To  Jesus  sing,  and  with  him  reign. 

DCXXIV.  (C.  M.) 

The  Death  of  a  Child  rather  joyous. 

1  A  ND  is  thy  lovely  shadow  fled  ? 
J\.  Yet  stop  those  fruitless  tears ; 
He  from  a  thousand  pangs  is  freed, 

You  from  ten  thousand  fears. 

2  Though  lost  he 's  lost  to  earth  alone> 

Above  he  will  be  found  ; 
Amidst  the  stars,  and  near  the  throne, 
Which  babes  like  him  surround. 

3  Look  upward,  and  your  child  you'll  see, 

Fix'd  in  his  blest  abode  ; 
What  parent  would  not  childless  be, 
To  give  a  child  to  God  ? 


463 


DCXXV.  (CM.) 

The  safe  and  happy  Exit. 

1  "I    ORD,  must  I  die  ?  O  let  me  die 
Ai  Trusting  in  thee  alone  ! 

My  living  testimony  giv'n, 
Then  leave  my  dying  one ! 

2  If  I  must  die — O  let  me  die 

In  peace  with  all  mankind  ; 
And  change  these  fleeting  joys  below, 
For  pleasures  all  refin'd. 

3  If  I  must  die — as  die  I  must — 

Let  some  kind  seraph  come, 
And  bear  me  on  his  friendly  wing 
To  my  celestial  home  ! 

4  Of  Canaan's  land,  from  Pisgah's  top, 

May  I  but  have  a  view  ! 
Though  Jordan  should  o'erflow  its  banks, 
I'll  boldly  venture  through. 

DCXXV  I.  (C.  M.) 

The  time  is  s  tort— "Be  sober." 

1  rilHE  time  is  short !  the  season  near, 

JL    When  death  will  us  remove  ; 
To  leave  our  friends,  however  dear, 
And  all  we  fondly  love. 

2  The  time  is  short !  sinners  beware, 

Nor  triflle  time  away ; 
The  word  of  great  salvation  hear, 
While  it  is  call'd  to-day. 

3  The  time  is  short !  ye  saints  rejoice — 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come  : 
Soon  shall  you  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 

To  call  you  to  your  home. 
i  The  time  is  short !  it  swiftly  flies — 

The  hour  is  just  at  hand, 
When  we  shall  mount  above  the  skies, 

And  reach  the  wish'd-for  land. 

5  The  time  is  short  i — when  brethren  dear, 

Shall  meet  and  dwell  above  : 


464  DEATH. 

And  be  for  ever  happy  there, 
With  Jesus  whom  they  love. 

DCXXVII.  (P.  m.; 

The  dying  Saint's  Address  to  his  Sou(. 

X  \fl  1  'AL  spark  of  heav'nly  flame, 
T     Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  lir.g'ring,  flying, 
()  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark  !  they  whisper — angels  say 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away  ;" 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  ? 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight  ? 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes,  it  disappears  ! 
Heav'n  opens  on  my  eyes — my  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring  ! 

Lend,  lend  your  wings — I  mount !  I  fly  * 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

DCXXVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Resignation  in  the  Death  of  a  child. 

1  |~"i  OD  hath  bereav'd  me  of  my  child  ; 
"JT  His  hands  in  this  I've  view  d  ; 

It  is  the  Lord,  shall  I  complain  ? 
"  He  doth  what  seems  him  good  !" 

2  'TwasGod  who  gave  my  child  to  me, 

i'h'  appointed  time  he  stood  ; 
It  is  the  Lord,  I  plainly  see, 
He  doth  what  seems  him  good  ! 

3  Yet  nature  feels — but  ah,  he's  gone — 

For  him  my  tears  have  flow'd  : 
It  is  the  Lord,  his  hand  I  own, 
He  doth  what  seems  him  good. 

4  It  is  on  thee  my  hope  is  stay'd, 

I  know  thou  art  my  God  ; 


DEATH.  465 

It  /s  tfce  Lord,  his  hand  I'll  bless* 
He  doth  what  seems  him  good. 
$  Uphold  me,  Lord,  by  grace  divine 
And  cleanse  me  with  thy  blood ; 

1  now  resign  my  all  to  thee, 
Since  all  things  work  for  good. 

DCXXIX.  (C.  M.) 

Death  approaching  fast. 

1  rtOME,  C)  my  soul,  look  up  and  see 
VJ   How  swift  the  moments  run  ! 
Swift  as  the  wheel  of  time  whirls  round 

My  closing  day  brings  Gn. 

2  Few  clocks,  for  aught  I  know,  may  strifr 

Before  my  funeral  knell; 
Which,  by  its  doleful  sounding  tongue, 
Shall  my  departure  tell.  , 

3  '  When  the  grim  king  of  terrors  calls, 

May  I  triumphant  stand  ; 
And  find  my  Saviour  then  my  friend, 
To  guide  me  with  his  hand. 

4  Then  shall  my  spirit  soar  away 

To  heaven,  and  see  his  face  ; 
And  sing,  with  all  the  ransom'd  throng, 
The  wonders  of  his  grace. ' 

DCXXX.  (C.  M.) 

The  prospect  of  Death  joyful, 

1  ~\7"E  fleeting  charms  of  earth  farewell ! 

J.    Your  springs  of  joy  are  dry  ; 
My  soul  now  seeks  another  home — 
A  brighter  world  on  high. 

2  Farewell,  ye  friends,  whose  tender  care 

Has  long  engag'd  my  love  ; 
Your  fond  embrace  I  now  exchange 
For  better  friends  above. 

3  Cheerful  I  leave  this  vale  of  tears, 

Where  pains  and  sorrows  grow  ; 
Welcome  the  day  that  ends  my  toil, 
And  ev'ry  scene,  of  woe. 
u  2 


456  DEATH. 

4  No  more  shall  sin  disturb  my  breast — 
My  God  shall  frown  no  more  ; 
The  streams  of  love  divine  shall  yield 
Transports  unknown  before. 

DCXXXI.  (CM.) 

The  Happiness  of  departed  Saints. 

1  TTOW  happy  are  the  souls  above, 
XX  From  nin  and  sorrow  free  ! 
With  Jesus  they  are  now  at  rest, 

And  all  his  glory  see  ! 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  aloud  they  cry, 

"  That  brought  us  here  to  God  :" 
In  ceaseless  hymns  of  praise  they  shout 
The  virtue  of  his  blood. 

*  Sweet  gratitude  inspires  their  songs, 

Ambitious  to  proclaim, 
Before  the  Father's  awful  throne, 
The  honours  of  the  Lamb. 

*  With  wond'ring  joy  they  recollect 

Their  fears  and  dangers  past ; 
And  bless  the  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  love, 
Which  brought  them  safe  at  last, 

DCXXXI1.  (CM.) 

Victory  ever  Death  by  Faith. 

1   ^IIKTHEN  death  appears  before  my  Mght, 
Tv     In  all  his  dire  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 
My  courage  dies  away. 
1,  But  see  my  glorious  leader  nigh  ! 
My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  : 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 
1  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above, 
To  meet  the  tyrant's  dart ; 
And  O,  amazing  pow'r  of  love  ! 
Receiv'd  it  in  his  heart ! 
4  O  for  the  eye  of  faith  divine 
To  pierce  beyond  the  grave  ! 


467 


To  see  that  Friend  and  call  hiir  wiine, 
Whose  arm  is  strong  to  save. 

DCXXXIIL  (C.  M.) 

Lord  Jesus  receive  my  Spirit. 

1  1    ORD  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee — 
I J  Accept  the  sacred  trust : 

Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust  : 

2  Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise, 
And  cloth'd  in  full,  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

3  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing 

The  honours  of  thy  name  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb  : 

4  O  let  me  join  the  raptur'd  lays, 

And  with  the  blissful  throng, 
Resound  salvation,  pow'r,  and  praise, 
In  everlasting  song  ! 

DCXXXIV.  (S.  M.) 

Support  in  Death. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  gloomy  vale, 

_D  Which  thou,  my  soul,  must  tread, 
Beset  with  terrors  fierce  and  pale, 
That  leads  thee  to  the  dead. 

2  Ye  pleasing  scenes  adieu, 

Which  1  so  long  have  known  ; 
My  friends,  a  long  farewell  to  you, 
For  I  must  pass  alone. 

3  Where  death  and  darkness  reigns, 

Jehovah  is  my  stay  ; 
His  rod  my  trembling  feet  sustains — 
His  staff  defends  my  way. 

4  Dear  Shepherd,  lead  me  on  ; 

My  soul  disdains  to  fear  ; 
Death's  gloomy  phantoms  all  are  flown, 
Now  life's  great  Lord  is  near. 


468  DEATH 

DCXXXV.  (L.  MO 

The  Death  of  a  Christian. 

1  rilHE  busy  scene  of  life  is  clos'd, 

A    And  active  usefulness  is  o'er ; 
The  body  's  laid  in  calm  repose, 
And  sin  shall  ne'er  distress  it  more. 

2  The  happy  soul  has  gone  to  rest, 

Where  cares  no  more  shall  spoil  its  peaccj 
Reclining  on  its  Saviour's  breast, 
It  shall  enjoy  eternal  bliss. 

3  With  what  unspeakable  delight, 

It  mounts  unto  the  throne  above  ; 
With  kindred  spirits  to  unite, 
In  rapturous  songs  of  dying  love. 

4  There  o'er  the  paradisic  plains 

Of  heavenly  bliss  it  peaceful  roves  ; 
With  pleasure  recollects  its  pains, 
Ascends  and  sings,  adores  and  loves. 

5  Then,  O  my  soul,  expand  thy  wings, 

And  borne  by  gales  of  gospel-grace, 
Soar  far  above  these  earthly  things, 
And  ardent  seek  thy  Saviour's  face. 

DCXXXVI.  (C.  M.) 

Victory  over  Death. 

1  £~\  FOR  an  overcoming  faith, 
\_J  To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 

To  triumph  o'er  the  monster,  Death, 
And  all  his  frightful  pow'rs  ! 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

'My  quiv'ring  lips  should  sing, 
"  Where  is  thy  boasted  vict'ry  grave  ? 
And  where  the  monster's  sting  ?" 

3  If  sin  be  pardon'd,  I'm  secure  ; 

Death  hath  no  sting  beside  ; 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  pow'r  ; 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid. 


DEATH.  469 

Who  makes  us  conqu'rors  while  we  die. 
Through  Christ,  our  living  head. 

DCXXXVII.  (C.  M.) 

T/ie  Dead  in  the  Lord  are  Biased. 

1  TTEAR  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  pro- 
XX         claims 

For  all  the  pious  dead  ! 
Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  Thev  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bless'd  ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  suff 'ring  and  from  sins  releas'd, 
And  freed  from  ev'ry  snare. 

2  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife. 
They're  present  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

DCXXXVI1I.  (C.  M.) 

Death  of  Moses. 

1  T|E ATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid 
\3   If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 

We  may  walk  through  its  darkest  shade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Creator  bid  ; 
And  run,  if  1  were  call'd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land, 
My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  command. 

A  Clasp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  arms, 
I  would  forget  my  breath, 
And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 


470 


DCXXXIX.  (L.  M.) 

ChritVs  Presence  make*  death  emry. 

1  \M7HY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die .' 

TT    What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 
5  Oh  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  pass'd. 
4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  1  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

DCXL.  (C.  M.) 

The  Burial  of  a  Saint. 

1  VM7HY  d°  we  mourn  departing  friends* 

▼  ▼     Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

3  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 

And  soften'd  ev'ry  bed  : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  head  ? 

4  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  show'd  our  feet  the  way  : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 


DEATH.  471 

DCXLI.  (L.  M.) 

Mortality  and  Hope. 

1  "TJ  EMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  state, 
M\  How  frail  our  life,  how  short  the  date. 
Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath, 
Safe  from  disease,  secure  from  death  ? 

2  Lord,  while  we  see  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flesh  and  strength  repine  and  cry, 
"  Must  death  forever  rage  and  reign  ! 
"Or  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain  * 

3  "  Where  is  thy  promise  to  the  just ! 

"  Are  not  thy  servants  turn 'd  to  dust  !" 
Hut  faith  forbids  these.mournful  sighs, 
And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day, 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  : 
Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord. 

DCXLII.  (C.  M.)  Martyrs. 

The  fast  approach  of  Death. 

1  fllHEE  we  adore,  eternal  name ! 

I.    And  humbly  own  to  thee, 

How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame  ! 

What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 

2  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave  ; 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  trav'lling  to  the  grave. 

3  Good  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things  ! 
Th'  eternal  states  of  all  the  deac 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

4  Infinite  joy  or  endless  woe 

Attends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

5  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ; 


472  DEATH. 

And  if  oar  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God. 

UCXLIII.  (C.  M.)  New  Durham. 

A  Funeral  Thought, 

1  TTARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound, 
JtX  My  ears  attend  the  cry  ; 

"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 
."  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"  In  spite  of  all  your  tow'rs  : 
"The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head, 

"  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 
S  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 

And  yet  prepare  no  more  ! 
4  Grant  us  the  pow'r  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

DCXLIV.  (CM.)  Mortality. 

,  Death  and  Eternity. 

1  C1TOOP  down  my  thoughts,  that  us'd  ft 
^         rise, 

Converse  awhile  with  death  : 

Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies, 

And  pants  away  his  breath. 

2  His  cjuiv'ring  lip  hangs  feebly  down, 

His  pulse  is  faint  and  few  ; 
Then  speechless,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But,  O,  the  soul  that  never  dies  ! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ! 
Ye  thoughts  pursue  it  where  it  flics, 
And  track  its  wond'rous  way. 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 

It  mounts,  triumphing,  there  • 


DEATH.  473 

Or  angels  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 

In  infinite  despair. 
$  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die  ? 

And  must  this  soul  remove  ? 
Oh,  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh, 

To  bear  it  safe  above  ! 
6  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand 

My' naked  soul  I  trust ; 
And  my  flesh  waits  for  thy  command, 

To  drop  into  my  dust. 

DCXLV.  (C.  M.) 

Thf  bereaved  Mother's  Condolence  under  the  loss  oj  an  •nty 
Child. 

1  \M  Y  brethren,  and  my  sisters  dear, 
jLtJL  I  wish  to  let  you  know 

Some  of  the  trials  I've  had  here, 
Which  keep  my  spirits  low. 

2  I  had  a  tender  plant  which  grew, 

And  promising  appear'd  ; 
It  water'd  was  with  heav'nly  dew, 
And  nourish'd  by  the  Lord. 

3  It  see?n'd  to  promise  good  for  me, 

But  ah  !  alas  !  how  soon 
It  caus'd  me  grief  and  woe  to  see, — 
It  wither'd  ere  'twas  noon  ! 

4  Oft  times  I  fondly  thought  to  see, 

The  opening,  blooming  rose  ; 
But  this  high  joy  was  not  for  me, 
The  bud  did  ne'er  unclose  ! 

5  A  worm  unseen,  lay  at  the  root, 

And  smote  the  lovely  stem  : 
Before  I  got  the  prouus'd  fruit, 
The  precious  plant  was  slain  ! 


6  And  then,  like  Jonah,  I  complain'd, 

And  said  'twas  best  to  die  ; — 
The  Lord  my  sinking  soul  sustain'd, 
Andpass'd  my  weakness  by. 

7  Well,  since  he  has  so  gracious  prov'd, 

In  ev'ry  trying  hour, 


474  DEATH. 

I  think  I'll  never  doubt  his  love, 
Nor  fear  to  trust  hispow'r. 

8  If  Jesus  calm'd  the  raging  sea, 

When  Paul  was  on  ks  wave, 
Is  not  his  love  as  great  to-day, 
His  /wwer  as  strong  to  save  ? 

9  Yes!  and  I'll  venture  on  his  cause, 

Though  on  the  stormy  flood  ; 
With  patience  bear  the  heavy  cross, 
And  trust  a  faithful  God. 

10  My  sisters,  whom  I  love  so  dear, 

To  leave  you  gives  me  pain  ; 
But,  if  I  see  you  no  more  here, 
I  hope  we'll  meet  again. 

11  Away  beyond  the  rolling  flood, 

Of  Jordan's  swelling  stream  ; 
Where  we  shall  praise  our  conquering  Gcd, 
And  tell  how  good  he  's  been. 

DCXLVI.  (C.  M.) 

i  Mother  bereaved  of  a  lovely  Daughter  and  dear  Hhsbaiu 
in  quick  succession,  venting  her  sorrows  to  her  sisters  t* 

Christ. 

1  "\/I"Y  sli>ters>  hear,  and  I'll  relate 
ITjl    The  trouble  I  have  seen  ; 
What  sorrows  I  have  seen  of  late, 

Which  are  the  fruit  of  sin. 

2  My  Father  laid  his  chast'ning  rod, 

The  strokes  have  not  been  light : 
But  sure  he  is  a  faithful  God, 
A  Judge  that  will  do  right, 

3  I  had  a  loving  daughter  dear, 

Most  precious  in  my  sight : 
Alas  !  that  stroke  it  was  severe, 
Which  took  my  heart's  delight. 

4  Only  twelve  months  and  fourteen  days, 

Had  quickly  pjiss'd  along, 

Before  my  all  was  took  away, 

A.nd  left  me  quite  undone  ! 


%  I  had  a  husband,  good  and  kind, 
The  partner  of  my  cares  . 
He  's  gone  and  left  me  here  behind, 
Expos'd  to  many  snares. 

6  A  mortal  bad  disease  came  on, 

And  laid  his  body  low  ; 
But  still  nis  faith  in  Christ  was  strong, 
He  seem'd  inclin'd  to  go. 

7  The  king  of  terrors  did  appear — 

His  soul  had  peace  within  ; 
The  monster  death  he  did  not  fear, 
For  he  had  lost  his  sting  ! 

8  He  call'd  his  children  to  his  bed, 

And  bid  them  to  prepare  ; 
Then  turn'd  his  eyes  to  me,  and  said, 
"I  hope  I'll  meet  you  there." 

9  Yet  for  two  days  he  was  confin'd, 

In  pain  and  anguish  still : 
Yet  patiently  he  seem'd  resign'd, 
To  wait  his  Father's  will. 

10  But  dreadful  was  the  tedious  strife, 

Toiling  for  mortal  breath  ; 

Till  he  could  end  his  dying  life, 

And  triumph  over  Death. 

11  His  friends  around  his  bed  did  stand, 

And  long'd  to  see  him  go  ; 
For  Jordan  all  o'erflow'd  its  banks, 
Its  waves  around  did  flow. 

12  At  length  his  spirit  got  release, 

And  left  its  cumbrous  clay  ; 
Up  to  the  realms  of  endless  peace, 
It  quickly  soar'd  away. 

13  There  in  an  ocean  all  divine, 

His  weary  soul  does  rest ; 
Doth  in  his  Saviour's  image  shine, 
And  is  completely  bless'd. 

14  There  's  not  a  doubt  upon  my  mind, 

But  victory  he  obtain'd  : — 


476  DKATH. 

Although  he  's  left  me  here  behind, 
I  hope  we'll  meet  again. 

15  Then  I  shall  join  and  praise  with  him; 
And  tell  my  trials  here, 
How  much  I've  felt,  and  heard,  and  seen, 
Since  he  was  landed  there. 

DCXLVII.  (C.  M.) 

The  H/tdow,s  Complaint  and  Consolation. 

1  l^lOME  Christians  dear,  of  ev'ry  name, 
\J  Who  feel  your  wretched  state  ; 
Who  mourn  for  the  effect  of  sin, 

Which  doth  all  grief  create. 

2  O  brethren,  join  and  pray  for  me, 

The  Lord  my  soul  to  bless; 
The  widow's  trickling  tear  to  see, 
And  guide  the  fatherless  ! 

3  I  want  to  act  the  prudent  part 

In  all  I  do  or  say  ; 
But  so  deceitful  is  my  heart, 
It  often  leads  astray. 

4  I  have  so  many  trials  here, 

Perplexing  cares  are  mine  ; 
1  have  a  mother's  part  to  bear, — 
A  father's  too  I  find. 

5  Unequal  to  so  great  a  task, 

I  almost  give  it  o'er; 
But  tain  God's  help  would  humbly  ask, 
His  counsel  would  implore. 

6  Sometimes  I  think  I  feel  him  near, 

To  aid  in  my  distress  ; 
Then  Satan's  lies  I  do  not  fear, 
But  trust  his  promises. 

7  This  promise  hath  been  sweet  to  me, 

And  hath  my  soul  sustain'd  : 
"Thy  Maker  will  thy  husband  be, 
The  Lord  of  Hostshis  name." 


477 


8  But  ere  me  fleeting  hour  is  past, 
The  transient  blessing  's  gone  : 

The  golden  moments  fly  apace, 
And  leave  my  soul  to  mourn. 

9  Great  God,  when  will  the  scene  be  o'er  ! 

When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 
When  I,  with  those  who've  gone  before, 
Eternity  will  spend? 

10  O  may  I  meet  my  husband  clear, 

In  that  bright  world  above  ! 
Where  freed  fmm  every  mortal  care, 
We'll  sing  redeeming  love. 

DCXLVIII.  (C.  M.) 

Death  lovely  in  the  Prospect  of  Heaven, 

1  AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
jnL  And  let  it  faint  or  die, 

My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  : 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest : 
The  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants 

In  the"  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain  : 
I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come  ; 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me  ! 

Before  mv  ravish'd  eyes, 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 

And  trees  of  paradise  ! 
I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there  ! 
They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  white, 

And  conqn'rine  paims  thev  bear. 


478  JUDGMENT. 

4  O  what  are  all  my  suff  'rings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptur'd  host  t'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away  : 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again, 

In  that  eternal  day. 


JUDGMENT. 


DCXLIX.  (9,8.) 

The  Day  of  Judgment  tremendous. 

1  FT1HE  great  tremendous  day 's  approaching, 

JL    The  awful  scene  is  drawing  nigh, 
Which  was  foretold  by  sacred  prophets, 

Decreed  fmm  all  eternity  : 
Think,  O  my  soul,  reflect  and  wonder, 

That  dreadful  day  is  drawing  near, 
When  Christ  will  come  with  awful  thunder, 

And  on  the  judgment-seat  appear. 

2  See  nature  struck  all  in  amazement, 

To  hear  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
•'  Arise  ye  dead,  and  come  to  judgment, 

Ye  slumb'rng  tenants  of  the  ground." 
Loud  thunder  bursting  thro'  the  concave, 

Bright  forky  lightning  parts  the  skies, 
The  heaven 's  a  shaking,  the  earth  's  a  qua 

king, 
What  awful  scenes  attract  mine  eyes  ! 

3  The  sun  and  stars  veiled  in  sackcloth, 

No  more  their  shining  circuits  run, 


JUDGMENT.  479 

The  wheels  of  time  stopp'd  in  a  moment, 
Eternal  things  are  now  begun  : 

The  massy  rocks  and  tow'ring  mountains 
Are  from  their  trembling  bases  hurl'd, 

The  raging  sea 's  in  great  commotion, 
Confusion  spreads  throughout  the  world  ! 

4  See  Jesus  on  a  throne  of  judgment. 

Comes  thund'ring  thro'  the  parting  skies, 
With  countless  armies  of  bright  angels, 

With  hallelujahs,  shouts  and  joys  : 
Sends  his  angels  with  speed  like  lightning, 

To  bring  his  saints  from  ev'ry  land, 
Those  whom  from  hell  his  blood  has  ran 
som'd, 

Whose  names  in  life's  fair  volume  stand. 

5  Green  turfy  grave-yards,  and  tombs  of  mar- 

ble, 

Resign  their  dead,  both  small  and  great; 
See  the  whole  world,  both  saints  and  sinners, 

Thronging  around  the  judgment-seat : 
Behold  each  wretch  in  sad  confusion, 

Before  his  awful  bar  doth  stand, 
While  all  his  saints  array'd  m  glory, 

Shine  like  the  sun  at  his  right  hand. 

6  See  how  the  once  despised  Jesus 

Bright  in  his  Father's  glory  shines : 
Hear  him,  enthron'd  in  heavenly  grandeur, 

Address  his  saints  in  love  divine  ; 
"  O  come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 

"  The  purchase  of  my  dying  love  ! 
"  Possess  the  kingdom  for  you  prepared, 

"  The  crown  of  joy  laid  up  above  !" 

7  But  justice  frowns  with  indignation, 

And  calls  aloud  for  sinners'  blood  ! 
Wrho  sinn'd  against  the  Lord  of  glory, 

And  crucify 'd  the  Son  of  God  : 
The  sovereign  judge,  array 'd  in  vengeance, 

In  anger  draws  the  flaming  sword; 
The  meekly  lamb,  turn'd  roaring  lion  ! 

With  thunder  speaks  the  awful  word 


480  JUDGMKNT. 

8  V  Depart  from  me,  ye  cursed  sinners, 

"  Ye  never  more  my  face  shall  see, 
"Be  banish'd  from  my  blissful  presence. 

"To endless  pain  and  misery  !" 
Each  guilty  soul  then  fill'd  with  horror, 

Fierce  anguish  tears  his  throbbing  breai 
Forever  sinks  to  endless  sorrow, 

In  ceaseles  tears  to  be  distress'd  ! 

9  Behold  the  city  New  Jerus'lem, 

Just  coming  downward  from  our  God  ! 
Prepared  tor  his  best  beloved, 

'1  he  place  design'd  for  her  abode. 
The  pearly  gates  then  fly  wide  open — 

The  raptur'd  saints  they  enter  in, 
To  dwell  with  God  and  Christ  forever, 

For  evermore  to  cease  from  sin  ! 


DCL.   (li's.) 

The  Judgment  Dream. 

1  \TE  Pilgrims  who  often  look  up    for  tl? 

M.  train, 

Descending  with  Jesus  a  coming  again, 
Ye  often  delight  to  be  talking  of  him, 
Then  don't  be  offended,  I'll  tell  you  a  dream. 

2  J  dream'd  I  was  out,  to  the  east  cast  mine 

eye,  [sky, 

The  atmosphere  calm,  and  serene  was  the 
So    calm,  still,  and  awful,  tremendous  the 

sight, 
1  thought  the  last  judgment  was  dawning  to 

light. 

3  With  awe  and  with  trembling,  in  the  east  1 

did  spy, 
An  opening  above,  and  a  voice  saying  fly  ; 
Jt  was  to  an  angel,  1  saw  him  come  out, 
His  call,  come  to  judgment,  like  thunder  did 

shout. 


JJDGMEXT.  481 

4  Receiving  the  echo,  the  firmament  rung, 
The  dreadful    commanding    voice   sounded 

along, 
This  awful  impression  my  soul  did  possess, 
Now  'judgment  is  come,  there 's  no  altering 

the  case ! 

5  The  dead  all  arose  immediately  then. 

And  covered  the  earth  with  both  women  and 

men, 
All  standing  together,  'tis  hard  to  indite, 
The  aspect  most   shocking,  surprising  the 

sight  ! 

6  A  pillar  of  cloud  in  the  east  did  appear, 

A  throne  m  the  midst,  on  which  Jesus  sat 

fair, 
A  coming  along  the  ethereal  bright  plain, 
A  soaring  aloft  till  the  midst  he  did  gain. 

7  I  tho't  of  the  prophet's  foretelling  us  how, 
We  all  should  see  Jesus,  it 's  come  to  pass 

now  : 
The  lovers,  the  mourners,  the  children  of 

spite,  [shun  the  sight. 

And  they  who  have  pierc'd  him  shall  not 

8  A  pavement  of  blue  from  the  clouds  did  go 

forth,  [north, 

Extensively    reaching    from   south    to    the 

On  which  holy  angels  stood  almost  complete, 

And  glorify'd  spirits  in  harmony  sweet. 

)  The  next  I  heard  Jesus  say  come  you  up 

here, 
Then  all  the  bless'd  nations  up  gently  did 

steer ; 
And  emitting  the  globe  with  sweet  pleasure 

did  sing, 
A  song  that  had  never  before  tun'd  a  string. 
10  Then  in  the  sweet  transport  my  feet  left 

the  ground, 
Without  any  motion  of  body  or  sound ; 
My  joys  were  unspeakably  full  of  delight, 
So  loud  was  the  music  it  waken'd  me  quite, 
X 


482  JUDGMENT. 

DCU.  (CM.) 

Then  shall  the  Righteous  shine  out  of  obscurity. 

1  A  RISE,  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair, 
A  Behold  thy  light  is  come  ; 

Thy  glorious,  conquering  king  is  near, 

Tc  take  his  exiles  home. 
The  trumpet  sounding  through  the  land, 

To  set  poor  captives  free  ; 
The  day  of  wonder  now  is  come, 

The  year  of  Jubilee. 

2  Enthron'd  on  clouds  behold  Christ  stands, 

And  smiling  bids  you  come  : 
And  angels  whisper  you  away, 

To  your  eternal  home. 
The  darling  charms  of  that  bright  scene, 

Invite  you  quite  away, 
Your  souls  will  shout  redeeming  grace, 

When  all  things  else  decay. 

3  Ye  heralds,  blow  yo^r  thundering  trumps, 

Sound  through  the  earth  and  sky  ; 
Go  spread  the  news  from  pole  to  pole, 

Behold  the  judgment 's  nigh  ! 
Blow  out  the  sun,  burn  up  the  earth, 

Consume  the  rolling  flood, 
Shake  from  the  darken'd  skies  the^*<u-s, 

And  turn  the  moon  to  blood  ! 

4  King  Jesus  mounts  his  great  white  throne, 

And  angels  bow  around  ; 
While  Gabriel  with  his  silver  trump, 

Shakes  all  the  solid  ground. 
Arise  ye  nations  from  your  tombs, 

Before  your  Judge  appear, 
All  tongues  and  languages  shall  come, 

Their  final  doom  to  hear. 

5  The  glorious  news  of  gospel  grace, 

To  sinners  now  is  o'er, 
The  trump  in  Zion  now  is  still, 

And  to  be  heard  no  more  : 
The  watchmen  all  have  left  their  walls. 

They  join  their  flocks  above  ; 


JUDGMENT.  483 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  they  star,d, 
And  sing  redeeming  love. 


DCLII.    (r,  6.) 

The  Midnight  Cry. 

1  TTfTHEN,  descending  from  the  sky, 

?  t     The  bridegroom  shall  appear, 
And  the  solemn  midnight  cry, 

Shall  call  professors  near  : 
How  the  sound  our  hearts  will  damp  ! 

How  will  shame  o'erspread  each  face  ! 
If  we  only  have  a  lamp, 

Without  the  oil  of  grace. 

Chorus. 
Let  us  then  while  time  is  yet, 

Time  to  seek  the  Saviour's  face, 
Haste  away,  that  we  may  get 

The  precious  oil  of  grace. 

2  Foolish  virgins  then  will  wake, 

And  seek  for  a  supply  ; 
But  in  vain  the  pains  they  take 

To  borrow  or  to  buy  : 
Then  with  those  they  now  despise, 

Earnestly  they'll  wish  to  share; 
But  the  best  among  the  wise 

Will  have  no  oil  to  spare. 

3  Wise  are  they,  and  truly  blest, 

Who  then  shall  ready  be  ! 
But  despair  will  seize  the  rest, 

And  dreadful  misery  : 
Once,  they'll  cry,  we  scorn 'd  to  doubt, 

Though  in  lies  our  trust  we  put, 
Now  our  lamp  of  hope  is  out, 

The  door  of  mercy  shut. 

4  If  they  then  presume  to  plead, 

"  Lord  open  to  us  now  ; 
We  on  earth  have  heard  and  pray'd  ; 
And  with  thy  saints  did  bow  ;" 


484  judgment. 

He  will  answer  from  his  thrcne, 

"Though  you  with  my  people  mix'd, 

Yet  to  me  you  ne'er  were  known  ; 
Depart,  your  doom  is  fix'd." 

5  O  that  none  who  worship  here 

May  hear  that  word  depart  ! 
Lord,  impress  a  godly  fear 

On  each  professor's  heart : 
Help  us,  Lord,  to  search  the  camp, 

Let  us  not  ourselves  beguile  ; 

6  Trusting  to  a  dying  lamp, 

Without  a  stock  of  oil. 

Let  us  all  thy  favour  share, 
Trim  our  lamps  and  ready  be, 

When  the  midnight  cry  we  hear, 
To  go  and  dwell  with  thee. 

DCLIII.  (P.  M.) 

The  day  of  Judgment,  to  the  Unprepared,  a  day  ofhor-ei$ 

1  XV^Y  of  Judgment,  day  of  wonders, 
JLw   Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round  ! 

How  the  summons  will   the    sinner's  heart 
confound. 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Cloth'd  in  majesty  divine  ! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  this  God  is  mine  ! 
Gracious  Saviour,  own  me  in  that  day  for 
thine  ! 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature  shaken, 

By  his  looks  prepare  to  flee  ; 
Careless  sinner,  what  will  then  become  ot 
thee  ? 

4  Horrors  past  imagination 

Will  surprise  your  tremlling  heart 


JUDGMENT.  485 

When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 

"Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart  ! 
Thou  with  Satan  and  his  angels  have  thy 
part  !" 

$  Satan,  who  now  tries  to  please  you, 
Lest  you  timely  warning  take, 
When  that  word  is  pa^t,  will  seize  you, 

Plunge  you  in  the  burning  lake  :  * 
Think,  poor  sinner,  thy  eternal  all's  at  stake. 

6  Kut  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 

"  See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  : 
"  You  for  ever  shall    my    love    and  glory 
know." 

7  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  your  courage  raise  ! 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 

Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise  : 
We  shall  triumph  when  the  world  is  in  « 
blaze. 


DCLIV.  (P.  M.) 

The  iM3t  Judgment. 


L 


Once  for  favour'd  sinners  slain 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  ; 
Hallelujah, 
Jesus  now  shall  ever  reign. 

I  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him 
Rob 'd  in  dreadful  majesty  : 
Those  who  set  at  nought,  and  sold  him, 
Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  great  Messiah  see. 

S  Every  island,  sea,  and  mountain, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away  : 


485  JUDGMENT. 

All  who  hate  him,  must,  confounded. 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day  ; 
Come  to  judgment ! 

Come  to  judgment  !  come  away  ! 

4  Now  redemption,  long  expected, 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear  : 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected, 

Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air  ! 
Hallelujah, 
See  the  day  of  God  appear  ! 

5  Answer  thine  own  bride  and  spirit, 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ! 
The  new  heaven  and  earth  t'  inherit, 

Take  thy  pining  exiles  homes  ; 
AH  creation 
Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come  ! 

6  Yea,  Amen  !  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thy  exalted  throne  ! 
Saviour,  take  thy  power  and  glory  : 

Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thine  own  ! 
O  come  quickly, 
Hallelujah  !  Come,  Lord,  come  ! 

DCLV.   (8,8,  6.) 

1  Prayer  to  be  deeply  affected  in  view  of  the  last  judgment 

1  r  BlH(  )U  God  of  glorious  majesty  ! 
1.    To  thee,  against  myself,  to  thee, 
A  sinful  worm,  1  cry  : 
An  half  awaken'd  child  of  man, 
An  heir  of  endless  bliss  or  pain, 
A  sinner  born  to  die. 
t  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
' Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 

Yet  how  insensible ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 
Or — shuts  me  up  in  hell. 
1  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  mv  thoughtful  heart 
Eternal  things  impress ; 


JUDGMENT.  487 

Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late  ; 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 
I  Before  me  place  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

5  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ! 
Thine  utmost  council  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure  ! 

6  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale  to  live, 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope,  in  full  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 

DCLVI.  (8,  8,  6.) 

Desiring  to  be  found  inpsace,  at  the  coming  ofC/u-Ut, 

1  11/*^^  t**0u  my  risnteous  Judge  shal 

T  T  come, 

To  fetch  thy  ransom'd  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 
Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ! 

2  1  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  1  bear  the  piercing  thought  ! 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 
"  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ; 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 

In  this  th'  accepted  day  ; 


488  JUDGMENT. 

Thy  pardoning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear  ; 
Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 

Whene'er  th'  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  : 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring, 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

DCLVII.  (L.  M.) 

Judgment:  (A  dream  oftlie  Rev.  Peter  Poyner.  i 

1  riOME  in  this  cold  declining  day, 
\J  Dear  friends,  attend  to  what  I  say, 
And  prove  yourselves  while  I  relate, 

A  dream  which  I  have  dream'd  of  late. 

2  "  I  thought  that  a  dear  friend  and  I, 
Were  standing,  and  lo  !  we  did  spy, 
A  great  and  awful  sign  appear, 
Which  somewhat  did  excite  my  fear. 

3  Then  sable  darkness  veil'd  the  sky, 
Which  caus'd  me  suddenly  to  cry, 
The  day  of  judgment  now  is  come  ; 
I  soon  shall  know  my  final  doom. 

4  My  unbelieving  fears  arose ; 
Hardness  of  heart  did  me  oppose, 
Which  always  had  beset  me  so, 
While  passing  through  this  world  of  woe, 

5  I  thought  the  darkness  then  gave  way, 
And  light  more  glorious  than  the  day, 
All  in  a  moment  did  appear, 
Which  chas'd  my  unbelieving  fear. 

6  Then  in  a  rapture  I  did  crv, 
All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
I've  waited  for  thee,  O  my  Lord, 
Now  thou  art  come  I'm  well  assur'd  ! 

7  I  (quickly  waking  from  this  scene, 
And  finding  it  was  but  a  dream) 


JUDGMENT.  489 

Was  for  a  moment  griev'd  to  know, 
I  still  was  in  the  world  below." 

8  Dear  brethren,  are  you  now  prepar'd, 
To  meet  your  great  and  glorious  Lord  ! 
Were  he  in  judgment  now  to  come, 
What  would  be  your  eternal  doom  ? 

9  Dear  sinners,  too,  what  will  you  do, 
When  justice  shall  your  souls  pursue  ? 
When  Jesus  shall  in  judgment  come, 
To  fix  your  everlasting  doom  ? 

10  O  may  we  be  prepar'd  by  grace, 
Dear  Lord,  to  see  thy  lovely  face  ; 
And  with  thy  people  hear  thee  say, 

"  Come  rest  with  me  in  endless  day." 

DCLVIII.   (Lenox.) 

'Die  Midnight  Cry. 

1  XTE  virgin  souls  arise  ! 

JL    With  all  the  dead  awake ; 
Unto  salvation  wise, 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take  : 
Upstarting  at  the  midnight  cry, 
Behold  your  heavenly  bridegroom  nigh, 

2  He  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 

The  nations  to  his  bar, 
And  take  >"o  glory  all, 

Who  meet  for  glory  are : 
Make  ready  for  your  free  reward ; 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord— 
5  Go,  meet  him  in  the  sky, 

Your  everlasting  friend  ; 
Your  head  to  glorify, 

With  ail  his  saints  ascend  : 
Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 

4  Ye — that  have  here  receiv'd 
The  unction  from  above, 
And  in  his  Spirit  liv'd, 
And  thirsted  for  his  love ; 
x  2 


490  JUDGMENT. 

Jesus  shall  claim  you  for  his  bride  : 
Rejoice  with  all  the  sanct'fied. 
5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope 

Of  that  great  day  unknown, 
When  you  shall  be  caught  up 

To  stand  before  his  throne  ; — 
Call'd  to  partake  the  marriage  feast, 

And  lean  on  our  Immanuel's  breast. 
C  The  everlasting  doors 

Shall  soon  the  saints  receive, 
Above  those  angel  pow'rs, 

In  glorious  joy  to  live  ; 
Far  from  a  world  of  grief  and  sin, 
With  God  eternally  shut  in. 
7  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumpet's  welcome  sound  : 
To  see  our  Lord  appear, 

May  we  be  watching  found, 
Enrob'd  in  righteousness  divine, 
In  which  the  bride  shall  ever  shine. 

DCLIX.   (P.  M.)  or  Bunker's  Hill. 

A  Storm  at  Sea,  the  Resemblance  of  the  Judgment. 

1  VirHKX  the  fierce  north-wind,  with  hit 

▼  f  airy  forces, 

Rears  up  the  Baltic  to  a  foaming  fury, 
And  the  red  lightning,  with  a  storm  of  hail, 
comes 

Rushing  amain  down. 

2  How  the  poor  sailors  stand  amaz'd  and  trem- 

ble ;  [trumpet, 

While    the   hoarse  thunder   like  a  bloody 
Roars  a  loud  onset  to  the  gaping  waters 

Quick  to  devour  them. 

3  Such  shall  the  noise  be,  and  the  wild  dis- 

order, 
(If  things  eternal  may  be  like  these  earthly) 
Such  the  dire  terror  when  the  great  arch- 
angel 

Shakes  the  creatiun ; 


JUDGMENT.  4?1 

4  Tears   the   strong   pillars  of  the    vault  of 
heaven, 
Breaks  up  old  marble,  the  repose  of  princes  ; 
See  the  graves  open,  and  the  bones  arising, 
Flames  all  around  'em  ! 
$  Hark,    the    shrill    outcries    of    the    guilty 
wretches ! 
Lively  bright  horror,  and  amazing  anguish, 
Stare  through  their  eye-lids,  while  the  living 
worm  lies 

Gnawing  within  them. 

e  Tnoughts,  like  old  vultures,  prey  upon  their 
heart-strings, 
And  the  smart  twinges  when  the  eye  beholds 
the  [geance 

Lofty  Judge  frowning,  and  a  flood  of  yen- 
Rolling  before  hhn. 
T  Hopeless  immortals  !  how  they  scream  and 
shiver, 
While  devils  push  them  to   the   pit,  wide 
yawning,  [l°ng 

Hideous  and  gloomy,  to  receive  them  head- 
Down  to  the  centre. 
3  Stop  here  my  fancy  :  (all  awav  ye  horrid 
Doleful  ideas  ;)  come  arise  to  ItSUS ; 
How  he  sits  God-like  !  and  the  saints  around 
him 

Thron'd,  yet  adoring. 
9()  may  I  sit  there  when  he  comes  trium- 
phant, 
Dooming  the  nations  !  then  ascend  to  glory, 
While  our  hosannas  all  along  the  passage 

Shout  the  Redeemer. 


DCLX.   (L.  M.)  Chorused. 

The  near  Approach  of  the  Judgment,  or  Separation  *]' the 
Wh 


'.'teat  and  Tares. 

ield,  the  wci 
In  which  the  sowers  came  to  sow. 


I  *|!HIS  is  the  field,  the  world  below, 


492  JUDGMENT. 

Jesus  the  wheat,  Satan  the  tares, 
For  so  the  word  of  truth  declares. 

Chorus. 

And  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

2  Most  awful  truth  !  and  is  it  so? 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know  ? 
Is  every  one  a  wheat  or  tare  ? 

Me  for  the  harvest,  Lord  prepare  ! 

For  soon  the  reaping,  &r: 

3  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  meet, 
Strangers  might  think  we  all  are  wheat, 
But  to  the  Lord's  all-seeing  eyes, 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise  ; 

And  soon  the  reaping,  &c. 

4  The  tares  are  spar'd  for  various  ends, 
Some  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends  : 
But  though  they  grow  so  tall  and  strong 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long  ; 

For  soon  the  reaping,  Sec 

5  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there 
To  recollect  their  stations  here, 

How  much  they  pray'd,  how    much    tlrey 

knew, 
How  long  among  the  wheat  they  grew  ? 

For  soon  the  reaping,  &c 

6  To  love  my  sins,  a  saint  t'  appear, 
To  grow  with  wheat  and  be  a  tare, 
May  serve  me  whilst  on  earth  below, 
Where  tares  and  wheat  together  grow  ; 

But  soon  the  reaping,  &c 

7  Then  all  who  truly  righteous  be, 
Shall  soon  their  Father's  kingdom  see  ; 
But  tares  in  bundles  shall  be  bound, 
And  casf  n  hell — O  dreadful  sound  ! 

For  then  the  reaping,  &c 


JUDGMENT.  493 

DCLXI.  (L.  M.) 

Tlis  general  IVreck. 

1  tjOW  great,  how  terrible  that  God, 
XX  Who  shakes  creation  with  his  nod  ! 
He  frowns,  and  earth's  foundations  shake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break. 

2  Where  now,  ()  where  shall  sinners  seek 
For  shelter  in  the  gen'ral  wreck  ? 
Shall  falling  recks  be  o'er  them  thrown  ? 
See  rocks,  like  snow,  dissolving  down  ! 

S  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry  ; 

In  lakes  of  liquid'  fire  they  lie  ; 

There  on  the  flaming  billows  tost, 

For  ever,  O,  forever  lost  ! 
4  Jesus,  the  helpless  sinner's  friend, 

To  thee  my  all  I  dare  commend  ; 

Thou  canst  preserve  my  feeble  soul, 

When  lightnings  blaze  from  pole  to  pole. 

DCLX11.  (L.  M.) 

The  Book*  opened. 

1  ~V,CETH1NKS  the  last  great  day  is  come, 
i\JL  Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  ev'ry  tomb, 

And  wakes  the  pris'ners  under  ground. 

2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 

Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command  ; 

Both  small  and  great  now  auit  their  dust, 

And  round  their  dread  tribunal  stand. 

3  Behold  the  awful  books  display'd, 

Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men  ! 
Each  word  and  deed  now  public  made, 
Written  by  heaven's  unerring  pen. 

4  To  ev'ry  soul  the  books  assign 

The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  : 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine  : 
No  pleas  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 

5  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 

May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve  ; 


494  JUDGMENT. 

There  may  I  read  my  name  eiiroll'd 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

DCLXIII.  (8,  7,  4.) 

The  awjul  Judgment. 

1  T    O,  he  comes,  array'd  in  vengeance, 
JLi  Riding  down  the  heavenly  road  ; 
Floods  of  fury  roll  before  him 

Who  can  meet  an  angry  God  ! 
Tremble  sinners, 
Who  can  stand  before  his  rod  ? 

2  Lo,  he  comes,  in  glory  shining  : 

Saints,  arise,  and  meet  your  king  ! 
Glorious  captain  of  salvation, 

Welcome,  welcome,  hear  them  sing! 
Shouts  of  triumph 
Make  the  heavens  with  echoes  ring  ! 

[3  Now  despisers  look  and  wonder  ! 
Hear  the  dreadful  sound  depart, 
Rattling  like  a  peal  of  thunder, 

Through  each  guilty  rebel's  heart ! 
Lost  for  ever, 
Hope  and  sinners  here  must  part  ! 

4  Still  they  hear  the  awful  sentence, 

Hell  resounds  the  dreadful  roar  ; 
Whiie  their   heart-strings  twine    with  an 
guish, 

Trembling  on  the  burning  shore  ! 
Justice  seals  it — 
Down  they  sink  to  rise  no  more  ! 

5  How  they  shrink  with  horror  viewing 

Hell's  deep  caverns  op'ning  wide  ! 
Guilty  thoughts,  like  ghosts  pursuing, 

Plunge  them  down  the  rolling  tide  ! 
Now  consider, 
Ye  who  scorn  the  Lamb  that  dy'd  ! 

[6  Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  resounding! 
Form'd  in  blight  and  grand  array  . 


JUDGMENT.  495 

See  the  glorious  armies  rising, 

While  their  captain  leads  the  way  ; 
Heaven  before  them 
Opens  an  eternal  day. 

DCLX1V.  (P.  M.) 

Thejlns '  Destination. 

1  rilHE  day  of  the  Lord — the  day  of  salva 

X  tion  ! 

The  day  of  his  wrath  and  dire  indignation  ! 
Is  swiftly  coming  on — 

It  surely  will  appear  ! 

And  you  and  I  must  see  it, 

With  ecstacy  or  fear  ' 

2  He'll  come  in  the  clouds — the  angels  around 

him  !  [found  'em  ! 

The  saints  shall  be  bold — and  nothing  con- 
But  sinners  then  will  rise — 
Their  looks  will  fully  tell 
Their  fearful  expectation 
Of  banishment  to  Hell ! 

3  The  Judge  to  his  bar  will  summon  all  na- 

tions, 
The  living  and  dead  of  all  generations. 
The  good  and  bad  shall  then, 
Before  his  thr&he  appear; 
And  stand  in  awful  terror, 
Their  final  doom  to  hear  ! 

4  The  saints  shall  be  blest,  and  taken  to  hea 

ven  ! 
The  wicked  accurst — to  hell  shall  be  driven ! 
Where  they  shall  fully  feel 

The  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
And  weep  and  howl  to  see  him, 
With  his  avenging  rod  ! 

5  But  all  the  redeem'd  in  high  elevation, 
Will  sing  a  sweet  song  in  sweet  exultation  ! 

O  how  will  God  delight 

To  hear  them  while  they  sing, 

And  give  him  all  the  glory, 
As  their  eternal  King  ! 


496  MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS 

6  O  may  I  be  there — Lord  count  r.ot  this  rude- 
ness! 
O  let  me  be  there  to  tell  of  thy  goodness, 
And  then  I  should  but  be — 

Just  where  I  now  would  be, 
Delightfully  ascribing 

The  whole  glory  to  thee  ! 


MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS. 


DCLXV.  (8's.) 

Happy  Solitude. 

I  HAVE  no  leisure  to  bestow 
Where  nought  but  sin  and  folly  grow, 
The  world's  society  unknown, 
My  choicest  hours  are  pass'd  alone  : 
Alone  indeed  I  cannot  be, 
If  God  vouchsafe  to  dwell  with  me.     - 

Think  not,  my  friend,  I  censure  those 
Whom  providence  hath  wisely  chose 
To  shine  in  more  conspicuous  light, 
As  stars  that  gild  the  darksome  night : 
Such,  whose  high  worth  their  deeds  proclaim. 
And  fix  them  in  the  ran#s  of  fame  : 
Those  to  the  world  are  blessings  given, 
The  bounty  of  all-bounteous  heaven. 
But  I — whom  no  distinctions  charm, 
Whose  breast  no  public  praise  can  warm  ; 
Who,  from  life's  gay  scenes  retir'd, 
Taste  pleasures  more  to  be  desir'd 
Than  wealth,  or  power,  or  honours  give ; 
Must  live  unknown,  or  cease  to  live. 
Oh  !  happy  hours  that  once  I  knew, 
Ere  yet  I  bade  thy  shade  adieu, 
My  native  haunt!— yet  here  I  find 
Content,  that  sunshine  of  the  mind  ; 
Her  influence  my  bosom  fills, 
Soother  of  life's  ten  thousand  ills. 


MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS.  497 

Come  then,  retirement,  peaceful  guest ; 
And  love,  true  harbinger  of  res: ! 
That  **  love  divine  all  loves  excelling  ;" 
Illuminate  my  humble  dwelling. 
livery  choicest  blessing  bring 
From  Piety's  exhau3tless  spring  ; 
For  some  delightful  theme  explore 
All  contemplation's  richest  store. 
Let  wisdom's  heavenly  force  impact 
Divine  instruction  to  my  heart ; 
The  salutary  use  explain 
Of  trials,  cares,  affliction,  pain  ; 
How  needful  each  to  erring  man, 
Too  ignorant  himself  to  scan, 
Too  blind  his  interest  to  discern. 
Too  proud  the  ways  of  heav'n  to  learn ; 
In  self-conceit  supremely  wise, 
He  scorns  the  wisdom  of  the  skies, 
Doats  on  the  toys  of  time  and  sense, 
Nor  looks  beyond  what  those  dispense. 

Tremble,  my  soul,  for  men  at  ease, 
Whose  painted  bark  no  ruffling  breeze 
Impedes;  but  rapidly  they  glide, 
Unthinking,  down  the  silver  tide 
Of  gay  prosperitv  ;  nor  know 
Of  other  heav'n  than  that  below. 

DCLXVI.   (10's.) 

An  Ode  on  the  Judgment,  translated  from  tJie  French. 

THE,  toiling  ocean  groans,    the  stars  grow 
pale, 
And  vengeance  bids  his  fiercest  fires  prevail ; 
The  trumpet  sounds,  the  startled  dead  arise, 
And  the  last  day  the  sick'ning  sun  supplies. 
Jehovah  comes,"  and  bids  the  world  draw  nigh, 
His  saints  selecting  for  the  realms  on  high  ; 
Of  pure  religion  now  completes  the  plan, 
And  now  he  vindicates  his  way  to  man. 
His  angel  shears  that  time  shall  be  no  more, 
And  strikes  eternity's  tremendous  door  ; 
It  opens — God,  invisible  so  long, 
Appears  the  great,  the  terrible,  the  strong ; 


498  MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS. 

Around    him    thunders   roar,    and    lightnings 

blaze,  [raise;! 

His    glittering   throne    the  wings   of   cherub* 
The  veil  is  drawn,  to  God  the  nations  bow — 
Unhappy  those  to  whom  unknown  till  now. 
A  second  time  commanded  from  the  dust, 
In  whom,  in  what  shall  guilty  mortals  trust ! 
Around  they  roll  their  eyes,  no  hills  appear, 
Above  no  azure  sky,  no  circling  sphere  : 
The  judge  and  criminal  alone  are  found; 
'Tis  all  vacuity  or  flame  around. 
The  wretch  in  agonies  of  strong  despair, 
Would    shun    the    glories   which    he   cannot 

share — 
Before  his  guilty  face  his  hands  display'd ; 
His  hands  intolerable  beams  pervade, 
Depart  ! — he  hears  irrevocable  doom, 
And  sinks  forever  to  infernal  gloom  ; 
Whose  grief  no  ease  from  ceaseless  tears  can 

know, 
Nor  groans  express  unutterable  woe. 
But  he  secure,  whose  life  religion  bless'd, 
Looks  up  and  feels  no  terrors  m  his  breast ; 
On  that  august  tribunal  he  perceives 
The  God  in  whom,  unseen,  the  saint  believes , 
His   love's   chief  object,  and  his  hope's  solr 

end — 
At  once  his  judge,  his  advocate,  and  friend  ; 
But  faith  and  hope  shall  now  his  breast  re 

sign — 
Love  only  lasts  immortal  and  divine. 

DCLXVII.   (5,  3.) 

God  manifested  in  his  Works. 

1       FT1H  ROUGH  all  the  world  below, 
JL    God  we  see  all  around  ; 
Search  hills  and  valleys  through, 

There  he  's  found. 
The  growing  of  the  corn, 
The  Illy  and  the  thorn, 
The  pleasant  and  forlorn — 
All  declare  God  is  there  : 


MJSCELLANEOUS  POEMS.  499 

On  meadows  dress'd  in  green, 

There  he  's  seen. 
2      See  springs  of  water  rise, 
Fountains  flow,  rivers  run  ; 
The  mist  below  the  skies 

Hides  the  sun  ; 
Then  down  the  rain  doth  pour, 
The  ocean  it  doth  roar, 
And  dash  against  the  shore, 
All  to  praise,  in  their  lays, 
That  God  that  ne'er  declines 

His  designs. 
S      The  sun  to  my  surprise, 
Speaks  of  God  as  he  flies  ; 
The  comets  in  their  blaze 

Give  him  praise. 
The  shining  of  the  stars, 
The  moon  as  it  appears, 
His  sacred  name  declares  ; 
See  them  shine  all  divine  ! 
The  shades  in  silence  prove 

God  *s  above. 
4      Then  let  my  station  be 
Here  on  earth,  as  I  see 
The  sacred  One  in  Three 

All  agree  ; 
Through  all  the  world  is  made, 
The  forest  and  the  glade  ; 
Nor  let  me  be  afraid, 
Though  I  dwell  on  the  hill, 
Since  nature's  works  declare 

God  is  there. 

DCLXVIII.  (10's.) 

The  Believer' '*  To  day  and  To-mttrrvw. 

I  rriO-DAY  the  saint  with  time-things  has 
J_         to  do, 

To-morrow  joyful  bids  them  all  adieu  ; 
To-day  he  darkly  sees  as  through  a  glass, 
To-morrow  view's  his  Jesus  face  to  face; 


500  MISCELL  \NEOUS  POEMS. 

To-day  corrected  by  a  chastening  rod, 
To-morrow  solac'd  with  the  smiles  of  God. 

2  To-day  he 's  burden'd  with  the  weight  of  sin, 
To-morrow  purified  from  ev'ry  stain  ; 
To-day  he  's  watching,  fighting,  full  of  tears, 
To-morrow  palms  of  victory  he  bears  ; 
To-day  he  's  persecuted,  jeei'd,  and  scorn'd. 
To-morrow  with  a  glorious  crown  adorn'd. 

3  To-day  he  feels  his  wants  exceeding  great, 
To-morrow  he  enjoys  a  large  estate  ; 
To-day  a  suppliant  at  the  mercy-seat  ; 
To-morrow  casts  his  crown  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
To-day  he  sighs,  he  mourns,  he  looks,  he 

longs, 
To-morrow  all  his  sighs  are  turn'd  to  songs. 

4  To-day  he 's  rack'd  with  pain  and  sore  dis- 

tress, 
To-morrow  triumphs  in  eternal  bliss  ; 
To-day  to  sow  in  tears  is  his  employ, 
To-morrow  bears  his  sheaves  of'heav'nl* 

joy ; 
To-day  he  lives  by  faith,  and  leans  on  hope, 
To-morrow  in  fruition  swallow'd  up. 

5  To-day  with  saints  on  earth   he  dwells  m 

love, 
To-morrow  joins  the  glorious  hosts  above  ; 
To-day  in  feeble  strains  he  tunes  a  song, 
To-morrow  sings  with  an  immortal  tongue ; 
To-day  he  gets  a  taste  of  peace  and  love, 
To-morrow  drinks    full    draughts   of  bliss 

above. 

6  To-day  his  sweetest  frames  may  from  him 

fly, 

To-morrow  fill'd  with  joys  that  never  die  ; 
To-day  in  God's  commands  he  loves  to  run, 
To-morrow    hears  the   plaudit   of   "  Well 

done." 
To-day  he  's  on  the  road  to  happiness. 
To- morrow  he'll  eternally  possess. 


MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS.  50) 

DCLXIX.   (10's.) 

The  Sinner's  To-day  and  To-morrow. 

1  fll'  )-DAY  the  sinner's  state  is  much  ad- 

JL  mir'd, 

To-morrow  finds  his  wretched  soul  requir'd; 
To-day  seeks  what  to  eat,  and  drink,  and 

wear, 
To-morrow  plung'd  in  ruin  and  despair 

2  To-day  put  off  repenting  for  his  sin, 
To-morrow  finds  no  time  to  do  it  in  ; 
To-day  thinks  how  to  pass  the  time  away, 
To-morrow  needs  that  time  to  mourn  and 

pray. 

3  To-day  he  would  be  counted  rich  and  great, 
To-morrow  feels  his  miserable  state  ; 
To-day  he  hopes  he  never  shall  be  lost, 
To-morrow  all  his  hopes  give  up  the  ghost. 

4  To-day  his  conscience  sleeps  and  is  secure, 
To-morrow   shocks  him  with    its   dreadful 

roar ; 
To-day  his  sins  are  lovely  in  his  sight, 
To-morrow  they  his  wretched  soul  affright 

5  To-day  he  never  thinks  of  what 's  to  come, 
To-morrow  finds  his  sad,  eternal  home  ; 
To-day  his  worldly  treasure  has  his  heart, 
To-morrow  must  with  that  and  heaven  part. 

6  To-day  he  fain  would  be  accounted  wise, 
To-morrow  is  a  fool  to  his  surprise  ; 
To-day  the  jovial  crew  is  his  delight, 
To-morrow  ghastly  fiends  his  soul  affright. 

7  To-day  o'er  flowing  cups,  his  healths  are 

sung, 

To-morrow  wants  one  drop  to  cool  his  tongue. 

To-day  he  slights  God's  law,  and  Gospel- 
call, 

To-morrow  has  to  answer  for  it  all. 

8  To-day  the  great  salvation  he  rejects, 
To-morrow  perishes  through  his  neglects ; 


502  MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS. 

To-day  he  slights  the  children  of  the  King, 
To-morrow  sees  them  shine,  and  hears  them 
sing. 
9  To-day  he  proudly  glories  in  his  shame, 
To-morrow  is  tormented  for  the  same  ; 
To-day  takes  pleasure  in  the  way  to  hell, 
To-morrow  there  eternally  must  dwell. 

DCLXX.   (8's.) 

The  Kite;  or  Pride  mtut  have  a  Fail. 

My  waking  dreams  are  best  conceal'd, 
Much  folly  little  good  they  yield  ; 
But  now  and  then  I  gain,  when  sleeping, 
A  friendly  hint  that 's  worth  the  keeping 
Lately  I  dreamt  of  one  who  cry'd, 
"  Beware  of  self,  beware  of  pride  ; 
When  you  are  prone  to  build  a  Babel, 
Recall  to  mind  this  little  fable." 

ONCE  on  a  time  a  paper  kite 
Was  mounted  to  a  wond'rous  height, 
Where  giddy  with  its  elevation, 
It  thus  express'd  self-admiration  : 
"  See  how  yon  crowds  of  gazing  people 
Admire  my  flight  above  the  steeple  ; 
How  would  they  wonder  if  they  knew 
All  that  a  kite  like  me  can  do  ? 
Were  1  but  free,  I'd  take  a  flight, 
And  pierce  the  clouds  beyond  their  sight 
But,  ah  !  like  a  poor  pris'ner  bound, 
My  string  confines  me  near  the  ground  : 
I'd  brave  the  eagle's  tow'ring  wing, 
Might  I  but  fly  without  a  string." 

It  tugg'd  and  pull'd  while  thus  it  spoke, 
To  break  the  string — at  last  it  broke 
Depriv'd  at  once  of  all  its  stay, 
In  vain  it  try'd  to  soar  away  ; 
Unable  its  own  weight  to  bear, 
It  flutter'd  downward  thro'  the  air; 
Unable  its  own  course  to  guide, 
The  winds  soon  plung'd  it  in  the  tide. 


MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS.  503 

Ah  !  foolish  kite,  thou  had'st  no  wing, 
How  could 'st  thou  fly  without  a  string  ! 

My  heart  reply'd,  "O  Lord  I  see 
How  much  this  kite  resembles  me  ! 
Forgetful  that  by  thee  I  stand, 
Impatient  of  thy  ruling  hand  ; 
How  oft  I've  wish'd  to  break  the  lines 
Thy  wisdom  for  my  lot  assigns  ? 
How  oft  indulg'd  a  vain  desire 
For  something  more  or  something  higher  f 
And,  but  for  grace  and  love  divine, 
A  fall  thus  dreadful  had  been  mine." 

DCLXXI.  (8's.) 

Tlie  Spider  and  Toad. 

SOME  author  (no  great  matter  who, 
Provided  what  he  says  be  true) 
Relates  he  saw,  with  hostile  rage, 
A  spider  and  a  toad  engage  : 
For  though  with  poison  both  are  stor'd, 
Each  by  the  other  is  abhorr'd. 
It  seems,  as  if  their  common  venom 
Provok'd  an  enmity  between  'em. 
Implacable,  malicious,  cruel, 
Like  modem  hero  in  a  duel, 
The  spider  darted  on  his  foe, 
Infixing  death  at  every  blow. 
The  toad,  by  ready  instinct  taugnt, 
\n  antidote,  when  wounded,  sought 
From  the  herb  Plantain,  growing  near 
Well  known  to  toads  its  virtues  rare, 
The  spider's  poison  to  repel ; 
It  cropp'd  the  leaf  and  soon  was  well. 
This  remedy  it  often  try'd, ' 
And  all  the  spider's  rage  defy'd. 
The  person  who  the  contest  view'd, 
While  vet  the  battle  doubtful  stood, 
Kemov  d  the  healing  plant  away — 
And  thus  the  spider  gain'd  the  day  : 
For  when  the  toad  return'd  once  more 
Wounded,  as  it  had  done  before, 


504  MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS. 

To  seek  relief,  and  found  it  not, 
It  swell'd  and  dy'd  upon  the  spot. 

In  every  circumstance  but  one 
(Could  that  hold  too,  I  were  undone) 
No  glass  can  represent  my  face 
More  justly  than  this  tale  my  case. 
The  toad 's  an  emblem  of  my  heart, 
And  Satan  acts  the  spider's  part. 
Envenom'd  by  his  poison,  I 
Am  often  at  the  point  to  die  ; 
But  he  who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
From  guilt  and  woe  to  set  me  free, 
Is  like  the  Plantain  leaf  to  me. 
To  him  my  wounded  soul  repairs, 
He  knows  my  pain  and  hears  my  prayer* 
From  him  I  virtue  draw  by  faith, 
Which  save  me  from  the  jaws  of  death  . 
From  him  fresh  life  and  strength  I  gain, 
And  Satan  spends  his  rage  in  vain. 
No  secret  arts  or  open  force, 
Can  rob  me  of  this  sure  resource. 
Though  banish 'd  to  some  distant  land, 
My  med'cine  would  be  still  at  hand  ? 
Though  foolish  men  its  worth  deny, 
Experience  gives  them  all  the  lie  ; 
Though  Deists  and  Socinians  join, 
Jesus  still  lives,  and  still  is  mine. 
'Tis  here  the  happy  difference  lies, 
My  Saviour  reigns  above  the  skies, 
Yet  to  my  soul  is  always  near, 
For  he  is  God,  and  every  where. 
His  blood  a  sovereign  balm  is  found 
For  every  grief  and  every  wound  ; 
And  sooner  all  the  hills  shall  flee 
And  hide  themselves  beneath  the  sea ; 
Or  Ocean,  starting  from  its  bed, 
Rush  o'er  the  cloud-topt  mountain's  head 
The  sun,  exhausted  of  its  light, 
Become  the  source  of  endless  night ; 
And  ruin  spread  from  pole  to  pole, 
Than  Jesus  fail  the  tempted  soul 


MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS.  505 

DCLXXII.  (11,  9.) 

The  Love  of  Christ  Constraining. 

i    FilATIGU'D  in  spirit,  and  void  of  merit, 
I?    I  now  inherit  a  way  divine  ; 
My  past  intentions  and  fond  pretensions, 
Are  vain  inventions,  to  sin  inclin'd. 
2  Long  time  I  braved,  and  stout  behaved, 
By  sin  enslaved,  I  sconi'd  the  Word  . 
My  soul  now  loosed,  1  am  composed, 
I  trust  disposed,  to  love  the  Lord. 
%  Though  prone  to  ruin,  yet  he  pursuing, 

Has  still  been  wooing  my  stubborn  heart, 
Although  my  nature  in  every  feature, 
Has  been  a  traitor,  in  every  part ; 
4  Yet  kind  advances,  and  providences, 
My  mind  convinces,  Ira  now  restor'd ; 
Examination  gives  faint  relation, 
Of  inclination  to  love  the  Lord. 
$  Then  let  me  rising,  above  surmising, 
His  kind  advising,  the  Word  survey  ; 
There  see  how  Jesus  the  Father  pleases, 
And  burdens  eases  for  such  as  me. 

6  In  humiliation,  he  bears  vexation 

And  sore  temptation,  by  most  abhorr'd  ; 
In  wrath  chastised,  in  grief  baptized — 
Thus  I'm  advised,  to  love  the  Lord. 

7  By  prayer  and  fasting,  no  seasons  wasting, 

Behold  him  hasting  to  suffer  pain  ! 
His  hour  is  coming,  I  hear  him  mourning, 
And  deeply  groaning  in  Gethsemane. 

8  There  harshly  shaken,  by  friends  forsaken, 

By  foe  o'ertaken,  and  bound  with  cords ; 
Thus  pains  enduring,  my  peace  securing, 
My  soul  alluring  to  love  the  Lord. 

9  With    blame    he 's   charged,    and    sorely 

scourged, 
And  basely  urged  by  sinful  men  ; 
Mock'd  and  accused,  beat  and  abused, 
Yet  ne'er  refused,  nor  fled  from  pain. 
Y 


505  MISCELLANKOUS  POEMS. 

10  Then  Pilate  bound  him,  the  Jews  surround 

him, 
With  thorns  they  crown'd  him,  with  one 

accord ;  [him, 

By  stripes   they  bled   him,  in   purple  clad 
To  surfer  led  him  ; — O  love  the  Lord  ! 

11  Then  while  they  rail'd  him,  and  mocking 

hail'd  him,    '  [tree. 

They  stretch'd  and  nail'd  him  fast  to  the 
He  bore  with  patience,  without  vexation 
These  sore  temptations,  my  soul,  for  thee. 

12  Dark  fears  combining,  earth  shook  declining, 

The  sun  ceas'd  shining,  says  the  record  ; 
For  us  he's  punish 'd,  his  life  diminish'd, 
He  cries  'tis  finish'd  ; — ()  love  the  Lord. 

13  Of  life  bereaved,  his  spirit  saved, 

His  body  graved  in  solid  st»ne  ; 
The  king  of  terror  now  finds  his  error, — 
His  pow'r  inferior  :  Christ  rose  alone. 

14  In  that  dark  hour,  death  lost  his  pow'r, 

And   blessings   show'r,    from  vengeance 
sword  : 
He  rose  unfailing,  his  suit  prevailing, 
My  soul  compelling,  to  love  the  Lord. 

15  His  throne  regaining,  forever  reigning, 

He  stands  maintaining  the  righteous  plea : 
His  operation  shows  the  relation, 

And  happy  station,  that 's  fix'd  on  me. 

16  My   doubts   are   vanish'd,   my    tears  arc 

banish'd, 
My  soul  replenish 'd,  and  well  seour'd  , 
From  solid  scripture,  I  own  the  capture, 
And  sing  with  rapture,  O  love  the  Lord  ! 
DCLXXIII.  (P.  M.) 

The  Wonder  out  Love  of  God. 

1    VMAHAT  wor.d'rous  love  is  this, 
TT     O  my  soul,  O  my  soul, 
What  wond'rous  love  is  this, 

()  my  soul  : 
What  wond'rous  love  is  this, 
That  caus'd  the  Lord  of  bliss. 


MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS  507 

.  I  u  bear  the  dreadful  curse, 

For  my  soul,  for  my  soul, 
To  bear  the  dreadful  curse, 

For  my  soul. 

2  When  I  was  sinking  down, 

Sinking  down,  sinking  down, 
When  I  was  sinking  down, 

Sinking  down  ; 
When  I  was  sinking  down, 
Beneath  God's  righteous  frown 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crown, 

For  my  soul,  for  my  soul, 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crown, 

For  my  soul. 

3  Ye  winged  seraphs  fly, 

Bear  the  news,  bear  the  news 
Ye  winged  seraphs  fly, 

Bear  the  news; 
Ye  winged  seraphs  fly, 
Like  comets  thro'  the  sky, 
Fill  vast  eternity, 

With  the  news,  with  the  news, 
Fill  vast  eternity, 

With  the  news. 

4  To  God,  and  to  the  Lamb, 

I  will  sing,  I  will  sing, 
To  God  and  to  the  Lamb, 

I  will  sing, 
To  God  and  to  the  Lamb, 
And  to  the  great  I  AM, 
While  millions  join  the  theme, 

I  will  sing,  I  will  sing, 
While  millions  join  the  theme, 

I  will  sing. 

5  Come  friends  of  Zion's  King, 

Join  the  praise,  join  the  praise, 
Come  friends  of  Zion's  King, 

Join  the  praise  : 
Come  friends  of  Zion's  King, 
With  hearts  and  voices  sing, 
And  strike  each  tuneful  string, 

In  his  praise,  in  his  praise  • 


508  MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS. 

And  strike  each  tuneful  string, 

In  his  praise. 
Thus  while  from  death  we're  free, 

We'll  sing  on,  we'll  sing  on, 

nus  while  from  death  we're  free, 

We'll  sing  on  ; 
Thus  while  from  death  we're  free, 
fVe'll  sing  and  joyful  be, 
And  thro'  eternity, 

We'll  sing  on,  we'll  sing  on ; 
And    thro'  eternity, 

We'll  sing  on. 
And  when  to  that  bright  world, 

We  arise,  we  arise, 
And  when  to  that  bright  world, 

We  arise ; 
vVhen  to  that  world  we  gc, 
Free  from  all  pain  and  woe, 
We'll  join  the  happy  throng, 

And  sing  on,  and  sing  on, 
We'll  join  the  happy  throng, 

And  sing  on. 

DCLXXIV.   (8,  7.) 

T/te  Autumnal  Gloom. 

1   TTAIL,  ye  sighing  sons  of  sorrow, 
J.l  View  with  me  th'  autumnal  glooui ; 
Learn  from  thence  your  fate  to-morrotr— 

Dead  !  perhaps  laid  in  the  tomb. 
See  all  nature,  fading,  dying, 

Silent ;  all  things  seem  to  mourn  ; 
Life  from  vegetation  Hying, 

Brings  to  mind  my  mould'ring  u~n. 
Oft  the  autumn's  tempest  rising 

Makes  the  lofty  forest  nod  : 
Scenes  of  nature,  how  surprising 

Read  in  nature  nature's  God. 
See  our  Sovereign,  sole  Creator 

Lives  eternal  in  the  sky, 
While  we  mortals  yield  to  nature-  - 

Bloom  awhile,  theji  fade  and  die  ! 
3  Nations  dying,  ()  how  solemn  ! 

Thro'  enrag'd  tyrannic  kings ; 


MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS.  509 

Not  like  plants,  which  fade  in  autumn, 

Fall -to  rise  in  future  springs. 
Mournful  scenes  when  vegetation 

Dies,  by  fiosts  or  worms  devour'd  : 
Doubly  mournful  when  a  nation 

Falls,  by  neighb'ring  kings  o'erpower'd  ! 
i  Death  and  war  my  mind  depresses — 

Autumn  shows  me  my  decay — 
Calls  to  mind  my  past  distresses — 

Warns  me  of  my  dying  day  : 
Autumn  gives  me  melancholy — 

Strikes  dejection  thro'  my  soul  ! 
While  1  mourn  my  former  folly, 

Waves  of  sorrow  o'er  me  roll ! 

5  Lo  !  I  hear  the  air  resounding, 

With  expiring  insects'  cries  ; 
Ah  !  their  moans,  to  me  how  wounding  ! 

Emblem  of  my  aged  sighs, 
Hollow  winds  about  me  roaring — 

Noisy  waters  round  me  rise ; 
While  I  sit  my  fate  deploring — 

Tears  fast  streaming  from  my  eyes  ! 

6  What  to  me  are  autumn's  treasures, 

Since  I  know  no  real  joy  ? 
Long  I've  lost  all  youthful  pleasures — 

Time  must  youth  and  health  destroy  ! 
Pleasures,  once  I  fondly  courted, 

Shar'd  each  bliss,  that  youth  bestows; 
But  to  see  where  then  I  sported, 

Now  embitters  all  my  woes  ! 

7  Age  and  sorrow  since  have  blasted 

Ev'ry  youthful  pleasing  dream  ; 
Quiv'ring  age  with  youth  contrasted — 

(J  how  short  their  glories  seem  ! 
As  the  annual  frosts  are  cropping 

Leaves  and  tendrils  from  the  trees, 
So  my  friends  are  yearly  dropping 

Thro'  old  age  and  dire  disease  ! 

8  Former  friends,  O  how  I've  sought  'em  ! 

Just  to  cheer  my  drooping  mind  ; 
But  they're  gone  like  leaves  of  autumn  — 
Driven  hefnrethe  dreary  wind  ! 


510  MISCELLANEOUS  POKXS, 

When  a  few  more  years  are  wasted — 

When  a  few  m  Vr — 

When  a  few  more  griefs  I've  tasted — 

I  shall  fall  to  bloom  no  more  ! 
9  Fast  my  sun  of  life's  declining — 

Soon  'twill  set  in  dismal  night  ! 
But  my  hopes,  pure  and  refining, 

Rest  in  future  life  and  light. 
Cease  then  trembling,  tearing,  sighing. 

Death  will  break  the  sullen  gloom  . 
Soon  my  spirit  Hutt'ring,  flying, 

Shall  be  borne  beyond  the  tomb  ! 

DCLXXV.  (CM.) 

G«rs  conduct  tvtzards  Israel  the  encowragrmrnt  «j  faith 

1  |""1  IVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
vF  And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 

Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame 
That  all  may  seek  his  face. 

2  His  cov'nant  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  num'rous  ages  past, 

To  num'rous  ages  yet  behind, 

In  equal  force  shall  last. 

3  He  sware  to  Abrah'm  and  his  seed, 

And  made  the  blessing  sure  : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promise  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  "  Thy  seed  shall  make  all  nations  blest ; 

(Said  the  almighty  voice,) 
"  And  Canaan's  land  shall  be  their  rest, 

"  The  type  of  heav'nly  joys." 
[5  How  large  the  grant  !  how  rich  the  grace ! 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  strangers  in  the  place, 

A  small  and  feeble  band  ! 

6  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round, 

Securely  they  remov'd, 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  frown 'd, 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  M  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  mine  arm 

"Shall  soon  avenge  the  wrong  ! 


MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS.  51] 

« The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm, 
"Shall  know  their  God  is  strong. 
6    ■*  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
"Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  : 
**  Is'rel  must  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
"And  be  th'  Almighty's  care." 
pause  the  First. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  saints, 

And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 
M:?es  was  sent,  at  their  complaints, 
Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

10  He  calFd  for  darkness,  darkness  came, 

Like  an  o'erwhelming  flood  : 
He  turn'd  each  lake,  and  ev'ry  stream, 

To  lakes  and  streams  of  blood. 
XI  He  gave  the  sign,  and  noisome  flies 

Through  the  whole  country  spread  ; 
And  frogs  in  baneful  armies,  rise 

About  the  monarch's  bed. 

12  Through  fields,  and  towns,  and  palaces. 

The  tenfold  vengeance  flew  ; 
Locusts  in  swarms  devour'd  their  trees, 
And  nail  their  cattle  slew. 

13  Then,  by  an  angel's  midnight  stroke, 

The  flow'r  of  Egypt  died  ; 
The  strength  of  ev'ry  house  he  broke, 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

14  "  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

"  Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  ; 
"  Isr'el  must  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
"  And  be  th'  Almighty's  care." 
pause  the  Second. 

15  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  freed, 

And  left  the  hated  ground  ; 
Rich  with  Egyptian  spoils  they  fled, 
Nor  was  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way, 

And  mark'd  their  journies  right, 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  firry  guide  by  night. 


512  MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS. 

17  They  thirst ;  and  waters  from  the  rock 
In  rich  abundance  How  ; 
And  foll'wing  still  the  course  they  took, 
Kan  all  the  desert  through. 
13  O  wond'rous  stream  !  O  blessed  type 
Of  overflowing  grace  ! 
So  Christ  our  Rock  maintains  our  life, 
And  aids  our  wand'ring  race. 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  hand, 

The  chosen  tribes  possess'd 
Canaan  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  rest. 

20  "  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

"  The  Church  renounce  her  fear  ; 
"Isr'el  must  live  through  every  age, 
"  And  be  th'  Almighty's  care." 
DCLXXV1.  (L.  M.) 

T'te  Star  o/Bethleliem. 

1  "IK /"HEN  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  pi;  a^ 

n     The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky  : 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train. 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  ev'ry  host,  from  ev'ry  gem  ; 
But  one  alone,  the  Saviour  speaks, 
It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud, — the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd, — and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death-struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 
It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now  safely  moor'd — my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 


MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS.  513 

For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  star  ! — The  star  of  Bethlehem  ! 


DCLXXV1I.  (10's.) 

/'/«?  Character,  Death,  ire  of  the  Rev.  SILAS  MERCER, 
■iv ho  Departed  this  LI*'.  August  1st  1796,  in  the  52ml  yea* 
of  his  age.— By  his  Fr'tcdd  Benjamin  Mosely,  V.  D.  M. 

\\ /rH ILK  poets,  in  exalted  strains  of  verse, 
▼  ?     The  mighty  acts  of  heroes  do  rehearse, 
And  stretch  imagination,  high  to  fame 
A  Csesar'a  or  an  Alexander's  name  : 
While  they  attention  give  to  former  times, 
To  unknown  countries  and  to  distant  climes, 
And  strive  to  act  the  lofty  poets  part, 
To  move  the  passions  and  to  mend  the  heart 
A  Mercer's  name  demands  a  work  of  love, 
Should  we  neglect,  would  not  the  stones  re 

prove  ? 
Behold  him  standing  in  the  great  concourse 
The  cross  he  urges  with  a  mighty  force  ; 
In  order  human  wisdom  to  confound, 
He  pours  the  name  of  Christ  on  all  around  ; 
He  seems  determined  nought  to  know  beside 
The  blessed  Jesus,  and  him  crucify'd  : 
Scripture  and  reason,  each  must  have  its  place. 
To  shew  'tis  clear,  that   men   are   sav'd  by 

grace. 
This  Mercer  preaches  with  unweary'd  zeal, 
For  this  he  makes  to  heaven  his  great  appeal ; 
From  this  no  pow'r  of  darkness  can  him  move, 
He  stands  supported  while  his  theme  is  love  : 
Vet  here  his  views  most  finely  he  extends, 
And  shews  the  means  connected  with  the  ends. 
His  testimony  makes  it  very  plain, 
That  we  are  sav'd,  and  sav'd,  and  sav'd  again, 
First,  sav'd  by  firice  from   condemnation's! 

weight,  I 

Next,  sav'd  by  fiow'r  so  that  our  sins  we  hate,  f 
And  lastly  sav'd  from  this  imfierfect  state.      J 
To  show  that  empty  names  are  of  no  worth, 
The  marks  of  this  salvation  he  sets  forth, 
y  2 


514  MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS. 

"  The  law  is  written  in  believers'  hearts, 
11  And  well  impress'd  upon  their  inmost  parts 
"  A  God  in  Christ  becomes  their  sure  defence, 
"  Good  works  the  necessary  consequence. 
"  These  flow  from  principles  of  faith  and  love, 
"The  soul  in  a  new  element  does  move  ; 
"  And  hence  to  glory  it  doth  forward  press, 
"  This  world  's  esteem 'd  a  dreary  wilderness. 
These  are  the  marks  by  Mercer  pointed  out, 
To  place  the  saving  change  beyond  a  doubt  : 
Our  Herald  trumpet's  out  a  Saviour  meet, 
One  free  and  large,  and  ev'ry  way  complete  ; 
One,  who  most  strictly  to  his  trust  is  true, 
The  Alfiha — Yes,  and  the  Omega  too. 
While  thus  a  dear  Redeemer  he  proclaims, 
Believers  are  en  wrapt  in  heavenly  flames; 
While  guilty  sinners  loud  for  mercy  cry, 
As  being  at  the  very  point  to  die  ; 
Despairing,  downcast  mourners  are  built  up, 
The  weak  and  wav'ring  are  confirm'd  in  hope  ; 
Ignorant  souls  instructed  how  to  place, 
1  he  list  of  duties,  on  the  scheme  of  grace  ; 
Proud,  haughty  rebels,  who  have  long  with 

stood,  [God! 

Now  bow  their  necks,  behold   they  worship 
Zion,  rejoice  !  Your  hero  plays  the  man, 
To  vindicate  the  evangelic  plan  ; 
For  this  he  pushes,  we  can  say  no  less, 
By  words,  and  works,  and  pamphlets  from  tht 

press. 
Without  cessation,  truth  is  marching  forth 
Tow'rd  every  quarter,  east,  west,  south,  and 

north ; 
Against  delusion,  all  its  force  it  bends, 
While  Mercer,  in  the  cause  himself  extends : 
In  state,  as  well  as  church,  he's  much  engag'd; 
Most  firm  he  stands,  while  many  are  enrag'd ; 
In  freedom's  happy  cause  his  heart  grows  big, 
He  's  justly  view'd  a  most  illustr'ous  whig. 
Be  calm,  ye  saints,  let  ev'ry  tear  be  dry, 
Bid  fear  depart,  your  champion  's  standing  by, 
With  ev'ry  danger  he  will  manly  cope, 
He'll  never  rest  till  he  's  dethron'd  the  Pope ; 


MJSCELLANEOUS  POEMS.  515 

Bv  arguments  both  solid  and  profound, 

He'll    face    the    foe,    and    will  maintain  the 

ground  ; 
Behold  what  numbers  fall  before  him  slain, 
He  bears  the  sword,  and  bears  it  not  in  vain. 
Push  on  ye  saints,  fear  not  your  foes'  attack*, 
This  champion  follows  close  upon  your  back 
Nay,  too  in  front,  it  may  be  said  he  stands, 
And  cries  to  God  for  you  with  lifted  hands, 
Amen,  the  happy  day  is  drawing  near, 
When  glorious  things  the  world  at  large  shall 

hear ; 
Babylon  falls,  she  falls  to  rise  no  more, 
The  saints  transported  wonder  and  adore — 
What  sound  is  that  which  doth  my  ears  assault! 
Like  rumbling  thunder,  pushing  thro' the  vault, 
Preparing  peals  to  fill  our  minds  with  dread, 
The  thunder  cracks,  proclaiming  Mercer's 

dead. 
Sad  dispensation  !  Dark  without  a  gleam  ! 
Surprising  !  Is  it  so  ?  Or  do  I  dream  ? 
Is  Silas  Mercer  dead  ?  Oh  !  Yes,  'tis  true  ! 
To  all  terrestrial  things  he 's  bid  adieu. 
He's  gone!  He'sgone!  whither  we  all  must  gc; 
He's  gone!  and  will  be  seen  no  more  below  ; 
No  more  he'll  stand  the  truth  to  testify, 
And  say  ye  must  be  born  again,  or  die.    [eyes, 
Let  tears  run  down   from    both  my  weeping 
Let  Zion's  sighs  before  her  God  arise  ; 
The  man  is  gone!  in  whom  we  took  delight, 
Alas  !  how  soon  his  day  is  turn'd  to  night! 
Let  all  by  whom  his  works  were  understood, 
Now  join  the  weeping  widow  and  her  brood; 
Let  Salem*  too  be  clad  in  mourning  weeds, 
Reflecting  on  his  beneficial  deeds. 
I  would  not  fail  in  this  to  bear  my  part, 
I  feel  the  stroke,  it  settles  at  my  heart  : 
My  brotlwr  I  am  much  distress' d  for  thee! 
For  very  fdeasant  hast  thou  been  to  me. 
Stop,  O  my  soul!  here  pause  and  make  a  stand, 
Be  still  '  and  know  'tis  the  divine  command  ■ 

•  The  Salem  Academy. 


516  MISCELLANEOUS  POEMS. 

Things  may  appear  mysterious  at  first  view. 
And  afterwards  be  found  both  just  and  true. 
As  I  reflect,  I  find  'twas  hardly  right, 
To  say  his  day  was  turned  into  night  ; 
I  would  correct  myself,  and  choose  to  say, 
riis  night  is  turn'd  to  an  immortal  day. 
We  must  believe  he's  enter'd  into  rest, 
If  so  the  change  for  him  is  surely  best. 
'Tis  now  he  knows  his  darling  topic  grace, 
By  which  he  's  lifted  to  a  heavenly  place, 
Great  things  take  place  upon  his'seeming  fall, 
He  bids  adieu  to  trials,  dangers,  all  ; 
His  death  has  put  an  end  to  all  the  strife, 
He,  Samson-like,  slew  more  in  death  than  life. 
Could  he  now  only  whisper  thro'  the  veil, 
And  tell  us  all  the  animating  tale  ; 
What  tidings  then  across  the  ear  would  roll ! 
I  perfect  am,  yet  do  not  know  my  soul.* 
Well  then  ye  saints,  let  us  be  reconcil'd, 
A  father  orten  frowns  upon  his  child; 
He  often  frowns,  but  then  he  frowns  in  love  : 
So  doth  our  heavenly  Father  from  above. 
Such  dispensations  oftentimes  are  sent, 
Design'd  for  trial,  or  for  chastisement ; 
To  say  the  worst  they're  but  a  Father's  rod, 
We've  lost  our  man;  but  have  not  lost  our  God. 
Our  hope  remains,  remains  both  firm  and  sure, 
It  shall  remain  when  time  shall  be  no  more. 
InaJl  distress,  this  consolation  gives, 
Silas  is  dead,  but  lo  !  our  Jksus  lives 
Now  let  the  faithful  watchmen  be  awake, 
Nor  hold  their  peace,  but  cry  for  Zion's  sake 
Young  Jesse,  rise,  your  father's  dead  and  gone; 
Be  strong  in  faith,  and  act  like  Jesse's  son. 
Let  all  incessant  be,  by  fervent  pray'r, 
For  the  important  change  let  all  prepare  : 
Our  Lord  has  said  he'll  quickly  come,  and  then 
Ail  saints  shall  join,  and  say  aloud,  Ameiu 

•Job,  ix.  21. 


THE  KNP, 


A  TABLE 

OF  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


Page. 

A.  debtor  to  mercy  alone  435 

Afflicted  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near  451 

A  fulness  resides  47? 

Again,  indulgent  Lord,  return  331 

A  heavenly  flame  creates  my  song  242 

Ah  !  lovely  appearance  of  death  454 

Ah,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain  316 

Ah  !  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart  396 

All  glorv  to  God  in  the  sky  119 

All  thanks  be  to  God  128 

Almighty  Maker,  God  370 

Aloud  we  sing  the  wond'rous  grace  25 

Although  the  righteous  man  may  fall  45G 

Amazing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound  22 

Amid  the  dark  the  dismal  scene  36? 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  26G 

And  am  I  born  to  die  336 

And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord  301 

And  have  I,  Christ,  no  love  for  thee  25S 

And  is  thy  lovely  shadow  fled  463 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail  477 

And  must  I  part  with  all  1  have  312 

And  will  th'  eternal  King  315 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  299 

Arise  and  be  baptiz'd  2 1 1 

Arise,  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair  482 

Ascend  thy  throne,  Almighty  King  131 

A  sight  of  Jesu3  with  his  eyes  28 

As  near  to  Calvary  I  pass  42 

As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung  31 

A  story  most  lovely  I'll  tell  56 

Astonish'd  and  dis'tress'd  348 

At  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home  307 


518  A  TABLE  OF  THE 

A  thousand  promises  are  wrote  367 

At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord  69 

A  union  rare  divinely  shines  255 

Awake,  awake,  arise  85 

Awak'd  by  Sinai's  awful  sound  174 

Awake  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue  4  »6 

Awake  my  soul  in  joyful  lays    ^  30 

Awake,  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring  287 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear  341 

A  worldling  spent  each  day  154 

Backsliders,  who  your  mis'ry  feel  397 

Begin,  my  soul,  thy  morning  song  374 

Begone,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near  440 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind  64 

Behold  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love  71 

Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive  74 

Behold  the  gift  of  God  75 

Behold  the  perfect  man  103 

Behold  the  warlike  trumpets  blow  109 

Behold  th'  expected  time  draws  near  1 37 

Behold  the  Saviour  at  thy  door  170 

Behold  a  sinner,  dearest  Lord  196 

Behold  the  gloomy  vale  467 

Beset  with  snares'on  ev*ry  hand  314 

Beside  the  gospel  pool  1% 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God  446 

Bless'd  Jesus  !  source  of  grace  divine  506 

Blest  Jesus,  when  my  soaring  thoughts  266 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow  159 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here  3^1 

Bright  scenes  of  glory  strike  my  sense  215 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death  173 

By  whom  was  David  taught  228 

Children  of  the  heav'nly  King  2>4 

Christ,  as  our  great  physician,  heals  1 1 1 

Christ  is  the  way  to  heav'nly  bliss  107 

Christ  is  the  eternal  rock  98 

Christ  plans  the  temple  of  the  Lord  112 

Come,  dearest  Lord,  who  reigns  above  37 

Come  all  ye  skillful  souls  in  weeping  54 


FIRST  LINES.  519 

Come  every  pious  heart  94 

Come  all  ye  chosen  saints  of  God  16 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name  1 14 

Come  sinners  attend,  and  make  no  delay  140 
Come  all  ye  poor  sinners  who  from  Adam    143 

Gcme  friends  and  relations,  let 's  join  145 

Come  sinners  all,  attend  the  call  151 

Come  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched  153 

Come  guilty  souls,  and  flee  away  167 

Come,  ye  weary  souls  opprest  172 

Come  all  who  fear  the  Lord,  and  see  175 

Come  all  ye  weary  pilgrims  ISO 

Come  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast  192 

Come  saints  and  sinners  hear  me  tell  213 

Come,  thcu  desire  of  all  thy  saints  266 

Come,  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join  265 

Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs  271 

Come  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blessing  279 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  307 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  333 

Come,  my  soul,  and  let  us  try  362 

Come  humble  souls,  ye  mourners,  come  368 

Come,  dearest  Lord,' and  bless  this  day  375 

Come,  let  us  join  in  sweet  accord  376 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high  381 

Come  Christians,  be  wise  399 

Come  ye  who  know  the  Lord  indeed  403 

Come  all  ye  Christian  soldiers  404 

Come,  ye  Christians,  sing  the  praises  406 

Come,  O  my  soul,  look  up  and  see  465 

Come  Christians  dear,  of  ev'ry  name  476 

Come  in  this  cold  declining  day  488 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs  4l8 

Convinc'd  as  a  sinner,  to  Jesus  I  come  100 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  484 

Dear  Jesus  here  comes  179 

Dear  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be  353 

Dear  Lord,  and  will  thy  pard'ning  love  209 

Dear  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil  296 

Dear  Lord  !  though  bitter  is  the  cup  302 

Dear  reLge  of  my  weary  soul  325 


520  A  TABLE  OF  YHfc 

Dear  Saviour,  will  thy  pard'ning  love  288 

Death  and  the  grave  are  dolefui  themes  461 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid  469 

Descend,  celestial  Dove  207 

Despise  me  not  my  carnal  friends  210 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  1 10 

Didst  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame  295 

Diffuse  thy  beams,  and  teach  my  heart  34 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  240 

Dost  thou  my  profit  seek  303 

Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word  212 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  ev'ning  song  385 

Dress'd  uniform  the  soldiers  are  453 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay  376 

Earth  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long  59 

Election  !  'tis  a  joyful  sound  35 

Encompass'd  with  clouds  of  distress  344 

Encourag'd  by  thy  word  357 

Eternal  God,  I  bless  thy  name  292 

Eternal  God,  now  smile  on  those  211 

Eternal  life  !  how  sweet  the  sound  268 

Eternal  Spirit !  we  confess  33 

Eternity  is  just  at  hand  293 

Exert  thy  pow'r,  thy  rights  maintain  136 

Expand  my  soul,  arise  and  sing  35 

Fain  would  my  soul  with  wonder  trace  245 

Far  beyond  all  comprehension  25 

Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord  132 

Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone  366 

Father  divine,  thy  piercing  eye  316 

Father  of  light,  from  whom  proceeds  300 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss  315 

Fatigu'd  in  spirit,  and  void  of  merit  505 

Firmly  1  stand  on  Zion's  hill  289 

For  a  season  call'd  to  part  324 

Forbear,  my  friends,  forbear,  and  ask  46C 

Forever  shall  my  fainting  soul  395 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns  387 

From  realms  where  the  day  her  first  125 

From  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief  46 


FIRST  f.INES.  521 

(*ird  thy  loins  up,  Christian  soldier  410 

Give  me  thy  Spirit,  O  my  God  309 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  510 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  4 19 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken  237 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night-  385 

God  hath  bereav'd  me  of  my  child  464 

God  is  our  refuge  in  distress  370 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way  432 

God  of  the  morning  at  whose  voice  373 

God  of  my  life,  my  morning  song  374 

God  with  us  !  O  glorious  name  1 13 

Go,  Missionaries,  and  proclaim  130 

Good  morning  brother  Pilgrim  238 

Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound  3? 

Gracious  Father,  gracious  Lord  329 

Great  God  of  providence  !  thy  ways  38 

Great  God  of  wonders  !  all  thy  ways  11 

Great  God,  we  now  surround  thy  board  65 

Great  God,  though  from  myself  200 

Great  God  !  to  thee  I  make'  368 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  ev'ning  song  384 
Great  high  priest,  we  view  thee  stooping      57 

Great  Spirit  of  immortal  love  321 

Great  Sun  of  righteousness  arise  332 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah  304 

Hail,  Father  !  hail  eternal  Son  335 

Hail  !  God  the  Father,  eternal  light  85 

Hail !  my  ever  blessed  Jesus  21 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine  27 

Hail,  sovereign  love,  which  first  began  182 

Hail  sacred  Saviour  !  Prince  of  Light  206 

Hail  to  the  Lamb,  that  in  triumph  120 

Hail  to  the  day  that  sees  him  rise  121 

Hail,  ye  sighing  sons  of  sorrow  508 

Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound  472 

Hark  how  the  Gospel  trumpet  sounds  409 

Hark,  my  soul  !  it  is  the  Lord  438 
Hark,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes     244 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy  50 

Hark  !  'tis  the  Saviour's  voice  I  hear  1.70 

Hark  !  'tis  our  heav'nly  leader's  voice  1 18 


522  A  TABLE  OF  THE 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heav'n 
He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives 
High  on  his  throne  my  Lord  doth  sit 
High  on  his  Father's  royal  seat 
Hosannah  to  Jesus  !  my  soul 's  ffU'd  with 
How  bless'd  isev'ry  child  of  grace 
How  bright  is  the  prospect  the  saint  has 
How  condescending  and  how  kind 
How  firm  a  foundation 
How  great,  how  terrible  that  God 
How  happy  are  the  souls  above 
How  happy  's  every  child  of  grace 
How  happy  is  the  Pilgrim's  lot 
How  hard  and  rugged  is  the  way 
How  long  and  tedious  are  the  days 
How  long,  thou  faithful  God,  shall  I 
How  lost  was  my  condition 
How  lovely,  how  divinely  sweet 
How  much  the  hearts  of  those  revive 
How  precious  is  the  book  divine 
How  sad  and  awful  is  my  state 
How  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth 
How  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear 
How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 
How  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sight 
How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 
How  vast  the  benefits  divine 
Humble  souls  who  seek  salvation 
Hungry,  and  faint,  and  poor 

I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  way 

I  am  a  stranger  here  below 

I  cannot  bear  thine  absence  Lord 

If  dust  and  ashes  might  presume 

If  ever  it  could  come  to  pass 

If,  Lord,  in  thy  fair  book  of  life 

If  secret  fraud  should  dwell 

If  to  Jesus  for  relief 

1  have  no  leisure  to  bestow 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives 

1  lift  my  soul  to  God 

I'll  sing  my  Saviour's  grace 


FIRST  LINES.  553 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath  35 

I'm  tir'd  of  visits,  modes,  and  forms  45 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways  210 

In  Christ  alone  all  fulness  dwells  269 

In  darkest  hours  and  greatest  grief  347 

Indulgent  God  !  how  kind  18 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine  265 

Infinite  grace  !  andean  it  be  33 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands  204 

Innumerable  foes  419 

I  now  consider,  ()  my  God  149 

In  one  harmonious  cheerful  song  268 

Enquiring  souls  who  long  to  find  168 

In  Sharon's  lovely  rose  108 
In  sin's  howling  waste,  my  poor  soul  was      189 

In  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise  4 

Inspire  our  souls,  thou  heav'nly  Dove  112 

In  floods  of  tribulation  34  5 

In  th'  house  of  King  David,  a  fountain  142 

In  the  morning  let  us  pray  380 

In  the  morning  of  the  day  381 

In  thunder  once  Jehovah  spoke  155 

In  vain  Apollo's  silver  tongue  38 

In  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come  328 

Is  any  thing  too  hard  for  God  432 

1  set  myself  against  the  Lord  187 

I  sing  my  Saviour's  wond'rous  death  6  > 

Is  Jesus  mine  !  I'm  now  prepar'd  110 

Israel  in  ancient  days  43 

Is  this  my  Jesus,  this  my  God  62 

I  thirst,  but  not  as  once  I  did  320 

I  have  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price  1 08 

I  walk'd  abroad  one  morning  fair  191 

I  would,  but  cannot  sing  353 

Jehovah  is  a  God  of  might  286 

Jehovah's  grace,  how  full,  how  free  29 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home  233 

Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be  102 

J«*suis  at  thy  command  298 

Jtsujc  deal-  name,  how  sweet  it  sounds  4J5 

I~mis  drinks  the  bitter  cup  44 


524  A  TABLE  OF  THE 

Jesus,  engrave  it  on  my  heart 
Jesus  for  us  with  nails  was  torn 
Jesus  how  precious  is  thy  name 
Jesus  immutably  the  same 
Jesus  !  in  thy  transporting  name 
Jesus  is  all  I  wish  or  want 
Jesus  is  our  great  salvation 
Jesus,  I  sing  thy  matchless  grace 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 
Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  soul's  delight 
Jesus,  our  soul's  delightful  choice 
Jesus' precious  name  excels 
Jesus,  since  thou  art  still  to  day 
Jesus,  the  mighty  Saviour  lives 
Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown 
Jesus,  what  shall  I  do  to  show 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 
King  of  Salem,  bless  my  soul 

Laid  by  Jehovah's  mighty  hands 

Let  all  our  tongues'  be  one 

Let  ev'ry  creature  join 

Legion  was  my  name  bv  nature 

Let  not  your  hearts  within  you  grieve 

Let  others  boast  their  ancient  line 

Let  sinners  take  their  course 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boast 

Let  us  all  with  grateful  praises 

Let  us  ask  th'  important  question 

Let  us  awake  our  joys 

Listed  into  the  cause  of  sin 

Lo  !  he  comes  array'd  in  vengeance 

Lo  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

Long  ere  the  sun  began  his  days 

Long  have  I  view'd,  long  have  I  tho't 

Look  from  0:1  high,  great  God,  and  see 

Look  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eye 


FIRST  LINES.  525. 

:j|  I nid,  at  thy  feet  in  dust  I  lie  201 

I  Lord,  at  thy  table  I  behold  77 

Lord,  before  we  leave  thy  temple  334 

Lord,  didst  thou  die,  but 'not  for  me  366 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  335 

Lord  dost  thou  say,  ask  what  thou  wilt  326 

Lord  God,  omnipotent  to  bless  319 

Lord,  hast  thou  call'd  me  by  thy  grace  29? 

Lord,  hear  a  burden'd  sinner  mourn  334 

Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see  386 

Lord,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  63 

Lord,  how  large  thy  bounties  are  171 

Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee  467 

Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart  361 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  377 

Lord,  in  thy  courts  we  now  appear  328 

Lord  !  let  me  see  thy  beauteous  face  315 

Lord,  must  I  die  ?  O  let  me  die  463 

Lord,  must  thy  gospel  fly  away  S96 

Lord,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly  138 

Lord,  shall  we  part  with  gold  for  dross  200 

Lord,  thou  hast  won,  at  length  I  yield  23 
Lord,  thou  hast  made  me  know  thy  ways    450 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  385 

Lord,  to  this  fountain  we  repair  209 

Lord  'twas  a  time  of  wond'rous  love  257 

Lord,  vouchsafe  to  us  thy  blessing  336 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  matchless  ways  28 

L)id,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs  302 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now  318 

Lord,  what  a  barren  heart  is  mine  309 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  1  173 

Lord,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this  3 18 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  386 

Lord,  when  together  here  we  meet  332 

Lord,  when  we  cast  our  eyes  abroad  138 

Lord  !  with  a  griev'd  and  aching  heart  b96 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling  280 

Love  divine,  how  sweet  the  sound  26 

Many  woes  had  Christ  endur'd  47 

Mhv  the  ^race  of  Christ,  our  Saviour  335 


526  A  TABLE  OF  THE 

Mercer,    Rev.    Silas,  Character,  Death, 

&c.  of  513 

Mercy,  O  thou  Son  of  David  28 1  \ 

Methinks  the  last  great  day  is  come  493  j 

Mighty  God  !  while  angels  bless  thee  232 

Mixtures  of  joy  and  sorrow  350 

Mortals  awake,  with  angels  join  79 

My  brethren,  and  my  sisters  dear  473 

My  Father  God  !  and  may  these  lips  269 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows  378 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  378 

M.y  God,  my  heart  with  love  inflame  275 

My  God,  the  cov'nant  of  thy  love  22 

My  God  !  how  cheerful  is  the  sound  4.52 

My  grace  so  weak,  my  sin  so  strong  307 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love  248 

My  heart  and  my  tongue  shall  unite  253 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour  died  48 

My  rising  soul,  with  strong  desires  Si  I 

My  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice  31 1 

My  sisters,  hear,  and  I'll  relate  474 

My  sorrows  like  a  flood  195 

My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord  216 

My  soul  forever  stand  and  wonder  141 
My  soul  now  arise,  my  passions  take  wing  421 

My  soul  with  Zion  claims  salvation  391 

My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done  359 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  355 

My  thoughts  are  inditing  of  some  solemn  394 

Nightly  to  the  listning  ear  387 

No  prophet,  no  dreamer  of  dreams  401 

Not  unto  us,  but  thee  alone  259 

Now  for  a  hymn  of  praise  to  God  19 

Now  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein  16 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood  174 

Now,  in  thy  praise,  eternal  King  291 

Now  is  th'  accepted  time  17 1 

Now  let  our  voices  join  261 

Mow,  Lord,  the  heav'nly  seed  is  sown  319 

Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love  319 

NTow  may  th/*.  Lord  reveal  his  face  3 


FIRST  LINES.  527 

Now  the  gloomy  night  comes  on  388 

Now,  while  the  gospel-net  is  cast  318 

O  brethren  we  are  going  on  218 

O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth  117 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness  124 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God  297 

O  for  a  glance  of  heav'nly  day  333 

O  for  an  overcoming  faith  468 

()  God,  my  sun,  thy  blissful  rays  321 

O  God  of  all  grace  52 

O  give  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mourn  193 

()  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  223 

O  great  Jehovah,  God  of  love  392 

Oh,  if  my  soul  was  form'd  for  woe  70 

Oh  !  let  me  run  the  Christian  race  314 

Oh,  may  myJieart,  by  grace  renew'd  313 

Oh  !  once  I  had  a  glorious  view  388 

O  how  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming  of  225 

O  how  shall  I  myself  assure  340 

()  Lord,  behold  thy  people  bow  308 

()  Lord,  my  God,  whose  sovereign  love  310 

()  Lord,  thy  mourning  people  bow  SOS 

O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  see  214 

O  my  distrustful  heart  443 

O  my  Lord,  what  must  I  do  11 

O  my  soul  what  means  this  sadness  345 

Once  on  a  time  a  paper  kite  502 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day  378 

One  there  is  above  all  others  92 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand  243 

.)  now,  my  dear  brethren  133 

On  the  brink  of  fi'ry  ruin  17 

O  save  me,  save  me  !  O  my  God  309 

O  sir,  we  would  see  Jesus  88 

O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  236 

O  the  sweet  love  of  Jesus  251 

O  thou,  ,at  whose  almighty  wyj  J  327 

O  thou  eternal  glorious  Lord  293 

O  thou  from  whom  all  gonfr.s'r*  flows  331 
O  thou,  in  whce  presence  t  «.  *oul  takes      229 

O  'tis  a  gloria.  1  my-itPi-v  219 


528  A  TABLE  OF  THE 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit 

O  were  my  heart  but  form'd  for  woe 

O  what  amazing  words  of  grace 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 

O  with  what  pleasure  we  behold 

()  ye  immortal  throng 

O-Zion  !  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave 

Peace,  by  his  cross,  hath  Jesus  made  429 

Pity  a  helpless  sinner,  Lord  194 

Poor  mourning  soul  !  in  deep  distress  177 

Poor,  weak,  and  worthless  tho'  I  am  257 

Praise  to  thy  name,  eternal  God  288 

Pray'r  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  305 

Pray'r  was  appointed  to  convey  306 

Precious  Bible  !  what  a  treasure  254 

Prepare  me,  gracious  God  323 

Proud  Babylon  yet  waits  her  doom  129 

Quite  weary,  near  to  faint  198 

Ransom 'd  sinners,  sing  the  praises  22  t 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King  9!r 

Rejoice  ye  nations  of  the  world  13  u 

Religion's  form  is  vain  329 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  state  471 

Renew'd  by  grace,  we  love  the  word  322 

Resolving  thus,  I  enter  in  190 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path  294 

Rock  of  ages,  shelter  me  98 

Saw  ye  my  Saviour  78 

Salvation,  through  our  dying  God  258 

Saviour  of  men,  and  Lord  of  love  244 

Saviour  visit  thy  plantation  3t»9 

Scarce  in  this  cold  declining  day  428 

See  a  poor  sinner,  dearest  Lord  269 

See  how  the  mounting  sun  372 

See,  on  the  mount  of  Calvary  73 
See  !  see  in  the  east  a  new  glory  ascends      1 24 

See  the  fountain  open'd  wide  1  i9 

Self-righteous  souls  on  works  rely  31 


FIRST  LINES,  529 

Shall  mortals  aim  at  themes  sc  great  270 

Shepherds  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes  84 

Shew  pity,  Lord  ;  O  Lord  forgive  202 

Sinful,  and  blind,  and  poor,  199 

Sing  the  dear  Saviour's  glorious  fame  111 

Sin,  in  ten  thousand  treacherous  ways  324 

Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns  163 

Sinner,  O  why  so  thoughtless  grown  172  i 

Sinners,  awake  to  know  166 

Sinners,  away  from  Sinai  fly  436 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message  160. 

Sinners,  this  solemn  truth  regard  169 

Sinners,  you  arenow  addressed  160 

Sitting  around  our  Father's  board  \59 

Some  author,  no  great  matter  who  503 

Sons  we  are,  through  God's  election  444 

Sov'reign  grace  haspow'r  alone  26 

Sov'reign  grace  o'er  sin  abounding  20 

Sov'reign  of  worlds  display  thy  pow'r  131 
Stoop  down  my  thoughts  that  us'd  to  rise     472 

Stop,  poor  sinners,  stop  and  think  147 

Strange  and  mysterious  is  my  life  339 

Strange  that  so  much  of  heaven  and  hell  349 

Submissive  to  thy  will,  my  God  296 

Supported  by  thy  word     '  414 

Sweet  is  the  work  my  God,  my  King  377 

Sweet  rivers  of  redeeming  love  235 

Sweet  singers  of  Israel,  begin  your  226 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing  61 

Temptations,  trials,  doubts,  and  fears  303 

That  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh  122 

The  Bible  is  justly  esteem'd  93 

The  blessed  Spirit,  like  the  wind  32 

The  blest  memorials  of  thy  grief  66 

The  busy  scene  of  life  is  clos'd  468 

The  cause  that  is  for  me  too  hard  290 
The  day  of  the  Lord — the  day  of  salvation   495 

The  day  is  past  and  gone  383 

Thee  will  1  love,  my  strength,  my  12 

Thee  we  adore  eternal  name  471 

The  finest  flow'r  that  ever  blow'd  29 
7- 


5o0  A  TABLE  OF    THE 

'1  he  food  on  which  thy  children  live  270 

The  fountain  of  Christ  49 

'i  he  glorious  plan  of  man's  redemption  157 
The  great  tremendous  day  's  approaching     478 

The  intercession  of  our  Lord  4>2 

The  King  of  heav'n  his  table  spreads  76 

The  Lord  descending  from  above  23 

The  Lord  into  his  garden 's  come  274 

The  Lord  is  my  protector  360 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd  422 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare  425 

The  Lord  of  Sabbaths  let  us  praise  376 

The  Lord,  the  God  of  glory  reigns  262 

The  Lord,  who  truly  knows  327 

The  peace  which  God  alone  reveals  320 

The  reasons  Christians  persevere  4+8 

There  is  a  God  all  nature  speaks  375 

There  is  a  period  known  to  God  36 

The  Saviour  comes  to  set  you  free  4  37 

The  Saviour  meets  his  flocks  to-day  321 

The  Saviour  !  ()  what  endless  charms  28  J 

The  sinner  that  truly  believes  442 

The  Son  of  man  they  did  betray  53 

The  soul  that 's  truly  born  of  God  41 
The  table  's  spread,  my  soul  there  spies        58 

The  time  is  short !  the  season  near  463 

The  toiling  ocean  groans,  the  stars  497 

The  tree  of  Life  my  soul  hath  seen  106 

The  wond'rous  love  of  Jesus  250 

This  is  the  feast  of  heavenly  wine  70 

This  is  the  field,  the  world  below  491 

This  morning  let  my  praise  arise  371 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb  72 

Thou  God  of  glorious  majesty  486 

Thou  God  of  Jabez,  hear  3">0 

Tho'  1  am  poor  and  needy  too  326 

Though  the  morn  may  be  serene  415 

Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  405 

Thou  lovely  source  of  true  delight  240 

Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine  426 

Thou,  who  for  sinners  once  was  slain  75 

Thro'  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life  371 


FIRST  LINES.  531 

Through  all  the  downward  tracts  of  290 

Through  all  the  world  below  498 

Thro'  the  wisdom  of  the  skies  380 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on  384 

Thus  it  became  the  Prince  of  grace  205 

Thus  saith  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep  264 

Thus  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd  209 

Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  suuls  confess  262 

Thy  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of  my  10 

Thy  people,  Lord,  have  ever  found  365 

Thy  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word  137 

Thy  presence  everlasting  God  325 

Thy  promise,  Lord,  and  thy  command  304 

Thy  way,  ()  God,  is  in  the  sea  21 

Thy  ways,  O  God,  with  wise  design  295 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord  271 

'lis  a  point  I  long  to  know  338 

Tis  finish 'd  !  'tis  done  !  the  spirit  is  fled  455 

'Tis  life  to  know  the  dying  Lamb  107 

'Tis  my  happiness  below  346 

'Tis  not  the  nat'ral  birth  of  man  32 

' Tis  religion  that  can  give  259 

To-day  if  you  will  hear  his  voice  165 

To-day  the  saint  with  time-things  has  to  499 

To-day  the  sinner's  state  is  much  501 

To  distant  lands  thy  Gospel  send  131 

To  God  who  lives  and  reigns  on  high  292 

To  him  who  on  the  fatal  tree  6.5 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive  38 

To  our  Redeemer's  gloiious  name  266 

To  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord  267 

To  thee  our  wants  are  known  334 

Transporting  news,  the  Saviour 's  come  6 

'Twas  not  to  make  Jehovah's  love  263 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night  67 

'Twas  the  commission  of  our  Lord'  212 


Unclean  !  unclean  !  and  full  of  sin  188 

Unto  thine  altar,  Lord  317 

Up  !  haste  to  Calvary  65 

Upward  T.  lift  mine  eyes  370 


532  A  TABLE  OF  THE 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu  5) 

Vital  spark  of  heav'nly  flame  464 

Wand'rmg  pilgrims,  mourning  Christians  407 

Warm  was  his  heart,  his  faith  was  strong  72 

Welcome  sweet  clay  of  rest  272 

Welcome,  thou  well-belov'd  of  God  245 

Were  oceans,  rivers,  floods  and  lakes  5 

We  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies  261 

What  contradictions  meet  134 

What  makes  mistaken  men  afraid  39 

What  poor  despised  company  349 

What  solemn  signal 's  that  which  daunts  4.58 

What  think  you  of  Christ  ?  is  the  test  91 

What  wond'rous  love  is  this  506 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  here  below  428 

When  converts  first  begin  to  sing  241 

When  death  appeal's  before  my  sight  466 

When  descending  from  the  sky  483 

When  faith  presents  the  Saviour's  death  289 

When  first  the  God  of  boundless  grace  41 

When  from  the  precepts  to  the  cross  197 

When  heaven  does  grant  at  certain  times  352 

When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view  115 

When  in  the  cloud  with  colours  fair,  430 

When  Jesus  for  his  people  died  256 

When  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain  512 

When  my  Saviour,  my  Shepherd  is  near  426 

When  Noah,  with  his  favour'd  few  453 

When  Paul  was  parted  from  his  friends  135 

When  pity  prompts  me  to  look  round  166 

When  the  chosen  tribes  debated  61 

When  the  fierce  north-wind  with  his  490 

When  the  wounded  spirit  hears  8 

When  Thou,  my  righeous  Judge  487 

Where  from  thy  Spirit  shall  1  stretch  263 

Where  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord  317 

While  angels  strike  their  tuneful  strings  156 

While  carnal  men  with  all  their  might  313 

While  here  on  earth  I'm  call'd  to  stay  27 

While  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  84 

While  sinners,  who  presume  to  beai  430 


FIRST  LINES. 

While  sorrows  encompass  me  round 
Who  is  the  trembling  sinner,  who 
Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 
Why,  mourning  soul,  why  tiow  these  tears 
Why,  O  my  soul,  these  anxious  cares 
Why,  (J  my  soul !  why  weepest  thou 
Why  should  the  dread  of  sinful  man 
Why  should  vain  mortals  tremble 
Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die 
Why  tarriest  thou,  arise 
Will  God  forever  cast  us  off 
With  gladness,  dear  brethren 
With  Israel's  God  who  can  compare 
With  morning  light  let  us  rejoice 

Ye  brethren  and  sisters  412 

Ye  bnrden'd  souls  to  Jesus  come  169 

Ye  children  of  God  14 

Ye  children  of  Zion  who'ie  bound  221 

Ye  fleeting  charms  of  earth  farewell  465 

Ye  little  flock,  whom  Jesus  feeds  453 

Ye  objects  of  sense,  and  enjoyments  456 

Ye  people  who  wonder  at  me  and  my  185 

Ye  pilgrims  who  often  look  up  4S0 

Ye  pris'ners  of  hope  162 

Ye  saints  of  ev'ry  rank  with  joy  259 

Ye  scarlet-colour'd  sinners,  come  15C 

Ye  sin-sick  souls  draw  near  164 

Ye  soldiers  of  Jesus,  awake  from  your  400 

Ye  virgin  souls  arise  189 

Ye  worlds  of  light  that  roll  so  near  102 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor  76 

Ye  captives  restor'd  and  saints  of  the  202 

Young  people  all  atention  give  146 

Young  women  all  I  pray  draw  near  183 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints  431 


INDEX 

OF  SUBJECTS,  &c. 


CHRIST 

.Advocate,  149,  300,586. 
All  in  all  115,  129,336. 
Anchor  of  hope,  142. 
Apple-tree,  133. 
Ascension  of,  hailed,  100 
Ashamed    of,    deprecated, 

127,  362. 
Rieaker.  144. 
Builder,  145. 
Burden   of  the   song,  95. 

328. 
Captain  of  Salvation,  140, 

157. 
Corner-stone,  134. 
Crucified,   GO.    76,  96,  97, 

105. 
Deity  of,  incarnation  and 

death,  75. 
David  a  Tvpeof,  94. 
Death  of,  its  effects,  98,  99, 

:m. 

Gratitude  for  his  suffer- 
ings. <j2 

Hail!  to  the  Lamb,  159. 

His  Jove  immutable,  3-29. 

His  love  wonderful,  67, 103, 
303,  304. 

His  incarnation  and  death, 

nit;  to  in. 

His  presence  dispels  fear, 

47* 
In  Uethsemane,  02. 
Mediation  of,  247. 
One  tiling  needful,  153. 
Our  peace;  581. 
Our  refuge  and  hope,  351, 

443 
Presence  of,  makes  all  well, 

347. 
Precious,  12-2,  330.  355. 
Ili'si  in  fur  the  weary,2l8 
ReiL'n  of,  desired.  I 
Remembrance  nf,  80. 
Sufferings  of,  finished,  05, 

77   79. 
Standing  at  tl»i  door,  214. 


CHRIST, 
The  best  friend,  117,  311. 
The  divine  treasure,  154. 
Thedesire  of  all  saints,  320 
The  door,  135.  327. 
The  end  of  the  law,  309. 
The  fulness  of,  339. 
The  fountain  of  his  blood, 

04.  93. 
The  fountain  ofeverybless- 

ing,  349,  398. 
The  glory  of  the  Bible,  118 
The  good  old  way.  211. 
The    good   Shepherd,   332., 

333,    014,   575,570,    577, 

578,  579. 
The  great  Physician,   124, 

131,  143. 
The  high-way,  139. 
The   King  of  saints,  120 

150.  151. 
The  knowledge  of,  is  life 

130. 
The   love  of,   the   noblest 

passion,    113,    119,     121. 

150,  289,  290,  293. 
The  Morning-star,  128. 
The  Pearl  of  great  price, 

137. 
The  pilgrim's  guide,  395. 
The  Rock  of  ages,  123. 
The  Rock   that  is  higher 

than  I,  125. 
The  Rose  of  Sharon,  133. 
The  sufferings  of,  a  lovely 

story,  70. 
The  sinners'  only  plea,  210, 
The  Way,  Truth  and  Life, 

132. 
Viewed  at  his  table,  72,  78, 

83,  H4,  85,  Bfi,  t-7,  86,  89 

HO.  <t|.  1-00.  101,  102,  104. 
Viewed  in  the  Types.. V. 7-5 
Viewed  on  the  Cross.  57, 59 

00.01,  08.  74,  81 
What  think  you  of?  116. 
Weeping  over  sinners  141 


536 


CHRISTIAN, 

Aliased  and  praying,  385, 

391. 

in  humility,  387. 

A  beggar,  492. 
Animating  his   soul — 'tis 

all  for  the  best,  574. 
Adoring  divine  goodness, 

323,  334. 
A  soldier  of  the  cross,  318. 
Baptized  as  a  duty,  251, 

261,  202. 
afterChrist's  example, 

ii.VJ,  253,    254,  '255,  250. 

259. 
according  to  the  com- 
mission, 265. 
— —  buried    with    Christ, 

266. 

constrained  to  be,  258. 

-.     -  exhorted   to   be,  257, 

263. 
. in  reference  toChrist's 

death  and  resurrection, 

200. 

prayed  for,  264. 

Bringing  his  cause  to  God, 

307,  587. 
Calling  God  father.  337. 
Cast  down,  but  not  in  de- 
spair, 308,  309,  380,  475, 

544. 
Completely  saved,  313. 
Confidence,  305. 

« in  crosses,  306. 

Conquering  by  faith,  280, 

405,  472,  59a 
Contemplating      omnipo- 
tence, 325. 

eternal  life,  334. 

Constrained  by  love,  295, 

296,  596. 
Desiring    a    glimpse     of 

Christ,  297,  418. 

a  closer  walk,  381. 

— —  complete  redemption, 

350,  357,  409,  429. 
- —  diligence,  414,  415. 

quickening  grace,  431. 

sincerity,  412,  413. 

the  better  part,  410. 

the  happy  Jerusalem, 

284. 

to  be  present  with  the 

Lord,  285. 
to  be  sincere,  412, 413. 


INDKX. 

CHRISTIAN. 
Desiring   to  do   whai  ta 

cannot,  488. 

to  praise,  299,  359. 

Deploring  divine  absence, 

439.  479. 

sloth,  434. 

Dressed  in  Christ's  righte- 
ousness, 590,  591,  594. 
Dying   in    the    Lord,  618, 

027,  033,  034. 
Earnestly   wishing    to  be 

led,  428. 
Encouraging    himself    in 

prayer,  445. 
at  the  approach 

of  death,  494. 

in  darkness,  432 

against  his  feara, 

597,  599. 
the  fear  of 

man,  375,  377. 
Faith  of  contrasted  with 

devils,  370. 
Following     the     ancient 

saints.  374. 
Farewell  of.  353,  501, 
Giving     himself     to    the 

church,  435. 

glory  to    tne   Lamb, 

316. 

to  God,  317 

319. 
Harmony,  278. 
Happy  in  Zion,  287. 
in  poverty,  305. 

in    view  of   heaven 

300,  302,  307,  321. 

Hinder  me  not,  202. 

His  affliction,  sweet,  474 

498. 
His  changes,  483  to  487. 
His  conflict,  470. 
His  best  and  only  wish,  348 
His  ell'ort,  384, 
His  experience,  227. 
His  fear  and  hope.  467,  46a 

469,  471. 
His  gratitude.  314,  613. 
His  hiding  place,  228. 
His  love  expanding,  273. 
His  soul's  worth,  246  41i 
His  strength  as  hisday ,011 
His  request,  419,  444. 
Hoping— who  can  tell? 505. 
Would  look  again  50U, 


INDEX. 


537 


CHRISTIAN. 
In  fellowship,  291. 
In  his  first  love,  292,  312, 
In  tears.  410. 
In  youth  devoting  himself 

to  God,  338. 
Inviting  others  to  praise, 

274. 
Jovful    in  meeting  a  pil- 
grim, 288. 
Lamenting  an  evil  heart, 

406,  480,  552. 
Loniring    for  deliverance, 

473. 

to  see  Jesus,  491. 

Losing  this  world's  trea- 
sure for  a  better,  2S6. 
Wakin?  the  Bible  his  trea- 

sure,~306. 

hisguide,310. 

Offering    himself  to  God, 

417. 

a  broken  heart,  422. 

Dvercoming    the    fear   of 

man,  375,  377. 
praising    for   redemption, 

279. 
Pleadingthe  covenant,  407. 
Raising  his  Ebenezor,  371. 
Receiving    new  converts, 

43(5. 
Rejoicing  in  the  dominion 

of  God,  322. 

> in  divine  union,  267. 

in  ecstacy,  269. 

—  in  hope,  268,  271,  275, 

276. 
— —  in  the  love  of  Christ, 

270. 
in  the  glorious  myste- 
ry, 272. 

in  a  revival.  335. 

Resinned,    378,    379,    380, 

:)--,  392. 
Reproving  himself  for  en- 

vv,  221. 
Sailing.  383. 
Sad,  yet  rejoicing.  476. 
Seeking  rest,  320. 
Sorrows    of,    relieved   by 

hone,  456. 
Speaking    the   praises    of 

Christ.  281,  282. 

with  angels.  283. 

Transported  with  a  view 

of  heaven  294. 

Z 


CHRISTIAN. 

Travelling  through  a  de- 
sert land, 4-1.  4r2. 

Trusting  in  God,  359,  390 
509. 

Union  makes  communion 
308. 

Utterly  cannot  fall.  610. 

Waiting  on  God,  382. 

Welcoming  the  cross,  477 

death,  630. 

fellow  christians,  298 

CHRISTIANS. 

Encouraged,  by  life  in  end- 
less day,  564. 

by  the  firm  founda- 
tion, 566. 

by  one  another,  496. 

to  duty  in  trials,  56a 

to  fear  not,  569. 

Exhorted  against  carnai 
affections,  5e0. 

fears — the  rain. 

bow,  582. 

to  awake.  557. 

to  brotherly  love,  585. 

to  commit  all  to  God, 

559,571.572. 

to   come     to    Christ 

though  weak,  563. 

to  practical  gdliness, 

583. 

to  self-examination, 

570. 

to  stand  fast,  556. 

to  take  heed,  558. 

to   trust    in     Christ 

alone,  562. 

in  God,  584.  588. 

to  valour  in  the  holy 

war,  560,  505,  5i'>7,  568. 
Comforted  in  trouble,  499, 

561. 
Desirinu  to  persevere.  609 
Heirs  uf  «od,  603.  604. 
Rejoicing  in  hope,  688. 
Safe  in  Chrisfs  hands,  595, 

605. 

>n  the  ark.  615. 

The   Lord's  day   welcome 

to.  342. 
The  exercises  of,  various 

489. 
Why  they  persevere,  607. 
Backslider,  returning,  546. 
„      547. 549. 


538 


ISLF.X. 


CHRISTIAN?, 
Backslider    praying,    548, 

i-'xhoricd   to    return, 

553. 

CHURCH, 

Christ  head  of,  130. 
Comforted, 

I,  354. 

nnsrindesertion,554. 
\  \nz  members,  43G. 

DEATH, 

A  funeral  thought,  G43. 

And  eternitj 

Approaches     of,    solemn, 

614. 
Awful,  yet  delightful.  616, 

Easy  with  Christ  near,  630. 
In  the   Lord   blessed,  G31, 

Is  near— the  time  is  short, 

ility  and  hope.  641. 
Of  a  child  joyous. 

or  v 

Of  a  saint  not  mournful, 

640. 

;  hror.ia,  621. 
Belief  from    trouble.  822, 

623. 
Sul. mission  to.  680. 
The  bereaved  mother,  645, 

646. 
The    widow's    complaint, 

647. 


EVENING    HYMNS, 

5X2  to  543. 


ETERNITY,  372,  373. 


from 


EXPERIENCE, 

Miss  I  lata  way,  229. 

Of  J.  r 

Of  the  Philosopher,  234. 

FAITH, 
Preventing  despair,  500. 
Powi 

unb'tng  in  darkness 

The    victory  -over   death 
617.  632  636. 


GOD, 

Be,  490 
\5fi& 
Covena.itine 

54. 
His  thoughts  precw 
His  ways  inscrutable,  376 
Of  won: 

Of  Truth,  cannot  lie.  354 
Praised  by  sailors.  34!. 

by    every    creature 

343. 

GOSPEL, 
Jubilee,  197. 

Minister's    farewell,    171 

172. 
anxieties,  173. 

leaving    his    people, 

174. 

aries  of,  167. 

Spread  of.  celebrated.  161. 
desired,  162. 

Spreads,  and  Babylon  fids, 

Success  of,  f 

prayed  for  177 

179,  180. 
Taming  the  nation 
Triumuh  of,  175 
The    power   of.   1  - 

176. 
The  Star  in  the  cast,  16.1 

GRACE. 
Amazing  and  saving,  23 

All-conquering,  5. 
Constraining  to  love,  10.  U 

Converting,  31.  32,  33,30. 

Displayed  oil 
Displaying  the   wonders  of 
J).  55. 
Distinguishing    and    free, 

El.c!  i7.    53. 

602. 

and  full,  4. 
.  13,  3U. 

44. 

pr  :i 

Free  and  full.  7.  12,43.606 
Inexpressible.  3,  i'J. 


GRACE, 

Healing  and  transporting, 

0. 
Increase    of,  desired,  340, 

363. 

In  spiritual  operations,  40, 

4J. 
Justice  harmonizingin,42. 
Love,  the  flower  of,  35. 
Loving  kindness,  30. 
Means,vainwithout,5I,52. 
Sufficient  14,  15. 
The  sweetest  sound,  1,  48, 

49, 
Unhounded,  darkly   seen, 

21,  50 
With  works  contrasted,  38. 
Wonderous,  27. 

IES1JS, 
Desiring  to  see,  114. 
For  ever  the  same,  148. 
Lord  of  all,  146. 
The  living  Vine,  155. 
The  sinner's  Friend,  232. 

JERUSALEM,  NEW,  344. 

JUDGMENT, 
A  day  of  separation,  000, 
004. 

wonders.  053. 

A  dream  of,  (i50.  057. 
A  general  wreck,  (iiil. 
A  jubilee  to  Zion,  651. 
Desirable  to  saints,  ii54. 
Resembled  by  a  storm  at 

sea,  659- 
The  books  opened,  (i02. 
The  midnight  cry,  052,  058. 

IMMANUEL, 

Gr,d  with  us,  147. 
The  glories  of,  1 12. 

INVITATION, 
To    attend  to    the  gospel 

preached,  182. 
To  prisoners  of  hope,  201. 
To  sinners  in  security,  191, 

chief  of,  190,  192. 

To  the  sin  sick,  203. 

To  the  waters  of  life,  181, 

184,  200,  207. 
To  voung  people,  187.  204, 

o5o 


lx.  539 

MORNING    HYMNS,   from 
510  to  531. 

PR  AY  PR, 
Against  a  hard  heart,  459 

460. 
Before  sermon,447.449, 450. 
Exhortation  to,  396,  3<)7. 
For  a  blessing  in  worship, 

393,  304,  448. 
close  of,  401 

to  400. 

secret,  420. 

on     the    word 

preached,  425,  420,  427. 
on  all.  430,  441. 

442. 
For  a  happy  death,  025. 
For   acceptance    in   judg- 
ment, 655,  650. 
For  brotherly  love,  433. 
For  faith  and  perseverance, 

421. 
For  light,  457. 
For  the  baptized,  264. 
For  the  gospel.  551. 
For  the  hardened, 440,443 
For  the  spirit,  39-0, 400, 401 

404,  458. 
For  peace  of  mind,  408. 

in  war.  402,  403 

For  return  of  past  mercies 

454. 
For  revival,  277,  345,  424 

545. 
Importunate,  440. 
Of  Jabcz,  452. 
Remember  ine,  438,  455. 
Social,  423. 
To  be  ready.  437. 

REDEEMER, 
Lives  for  ever,  126. 
Love  and  praise,  301,  331 
Redemption  in,  complete 
186. 

RELIGION, 

Pleasures  of,  sweet,  315. 
Vain  without  pov.er  451. 

SINNERS 

Begging,  220,  241. 
Beside  the  pool,  241,  243 
Confessing  i«id  pardoned 

238. 


540  IN 

SINNERS, 
Barlimeus,  352. 
Encouraged  against  fear, 

249. 
Humble  pleadings  of,  203 

237,  239,  2-1  i  i,  248,  250. 
Invited  to  come  to  Christ 

208,   'JO'.),  213,  215,  216, 

504,  592,  503. 
Convicted,  lamenting  mis 

pent  mercies,  243. 
resolving  to  go  to  Je 

sus,  235. 
the  r.omplainer  hum 

bled,  231. 
- —   the    chief    may  be 

saved,  224. 


SINNERS, 

Convicted,  turning  to  the 

cross,  2 12. 
Warned  by  the  rich  man's 

fate,  185,  193. 

against  hypocrisy ,220 

against  despair,  225. 

must  be  born  again, 

212,  223. 
must    be  comi>e I  led 

217. 
tenderly  and  earnest- 
ly, 104,  183,  196,205,200 

210. 
To  fie    the  wrath  U 

come,  18*    \Srt 
Pedigree  ol    M 


APPENDIX. 


I.  (L.  M.) 

The  Lord  will  come. 

»   HHHE  Lord  will  come!   the  earth  shall  quake, 
-*-    The  hills  their  fixed  seat  forsake ; 
And,  withering,  from  the  vault  of  night 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come  !  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  Jowly  form  he  came, 

A  silent  lamb  to  slaughter  led, 

The  bruis'd,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 

3  The  Lord  will  come  !  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind  ! 

4  Can  this  be  He  who  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway  ! 

By  power  oppress'd,  and  mock'd  by  pride  ? 
Oh  God  !  is  this  the  crucified  1 

5  Go,  tyrants  !  to  the  rocks  complain  ! 
Go,  seek  the  mountain's  cleft  in  vain  ! 
But  Faith,  victorious  o'er  the  tomb, 
Shall  sing  for  joy — the  Lord  is  come  ! 

II.   (7's.) 
The  Judgment  Solemnity. 
i   TN  the  sun  and  moon  and  stars 
-*-     Signs  and  wonders  there  shall  be ; 
Earth  shall  quake  with  inward  wars, 
Nations  with  perplexity. 
2  Soon  shall  ocean's  hoary  deep, 

Toss'd  with  stronger  tempests,  rise* 
Darker  storms  the  mountain  sweep, 
Redder  lightning  rend  the  skies. 


'&  APPENDIX. 

3   Evil  thoughts  shall  shuke  the  proud, 
Racking  doubt  and  restless  fear ; 
And,  amid  the  thunder-cloud, 
Shall  the  Judge  of  men  appear. 
4.  But  though  from  that  awful  face 

Heaven  shall  fade  and  earth  shall  fly, 
Fear  not  ye,  his  chosen  race, 
Your  redemption  draweth  nigh  ! 

III.  (7's.) 
Star  in  the  Bast. 
k   OONS  of  men,  behold  from  far, 
^  Hail  the  long-expected  star  ! 
Star  of  truth  that  gilds  the  night, 
And  guides  bewilder'd  nature  right. 

2  Mild  it  shines  on  all  beneath, 
Piercing  through  the  shades  of  death  , 
Scattering  error's  wide-spread  night ; 
Kindling  darkness  into  light. 

3  Nations  all,  remote  and  near, 
Haste  to  see  your  God  appear  ; 
Haste  for  him  your  hearts  prepare, 
Meet  him  manifested  there  ! 

4  There  behold  the  dayspring  rise, 
Pouring  light  on  mortal  eyes  ; 
See  it  chase  the  shades  away, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day  ! 

5  Sing,  ye  morning  stars,  again  ! 
God  descends  on  earth  to  reign  ! 
God  in  mercy  leaves  the  sky  ! 
Shout,  ye  sons  of  God,  on  high  ! 

IV.  (11,  10.) 

The  Same. 

1  T3RIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 


morning 


Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid ! 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid  ! 


2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-dups  are  shining, 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall, 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumber  reclining. 
Maker  and  Monarch  and  Saviour  of  all ! 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odours  of  Edom  and  offerings  divine  1 
Gems  of  the  mountain  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest  or  gold  from  the  mine  ' 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation  ; 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favour  secure  : 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning ! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid  ! 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid  ! 

V.   (C.  M.) 
A  Missionanj  Hymn. 

1  "DEHOLD  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 
-*-'     In  latter  days  shall  rise, 

Shall  tower  above  the  meaner  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow! 
"  Ascend  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"  And  to  his  temple  go  !" 

3  The  beam  that  shines  on  Sion  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land, 
The  King  that  reigns  in  Sion's  towers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  No  strife  shall  vex  Messiah's  reign, 

Or  mar  the  peaceful  years ; 
To  ploughshares  shall  they  beat  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

5  No  longer  host  encountering  host 

Their  millions  slain  deplore  ; 
They  hang  the  useless  helm  on  high, 
And  study  war  no  more  ! 


4  APPENDIX. 

6  Come  tnen,  oh  come  from  every  land, 
To  worship  at  his  shrine  ; 
And  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauty  shine. 

VI.  (C.  M.) 

The  Shepherd. 

1  "TV/TV  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord, 
-L*-*-     I  therefore  nothing  need  ; 

In  pastures  fair,  near  pleasant  streams 
He  setteth  me  to  feed. 

2  He  shall  convert  and  glad  my  soul, 

And  bring  my  mind  in  frame 
To  walk  in  paths  of  righteousness, 
For  His  most  holy  name. 

3  Yea,  though  I  walk  the  vale  of  death, 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill ; 
Thy  rod  and  staff  they  comfort  me, 
And  Thou  art  with  me  still. 

i  And,  in  the  presence  of  my  foes, 
My  table  Thou  shalt  spread  ; 
Thou  wilt  fill  full  my  cup,  and  Thow 
Anointed  hast  my  head. 

5  Through  all  my  life  Thy  favour  is 

So  frankly  shown  to  me, 
That  in  Thy  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 

VII.  (7,  6.) 
Missions. 

I   l^ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
■*-        From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain  ! 


APPENDIX 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Java's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile: 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone ! 

Can  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  Wisdom  from  on  high, 
Can  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  1 
Salvation  !  oh,  Salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learn'd  Messiah's  name  ! 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign  ! 

VIII.  (7's.) 
Ask  ichat  I  shall  give  thee 

1  /"^lOME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
^-^  Jesus  loves  to  answer  pray'r ; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring ; 
For  his  grace  and  pow'r  are  such 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin, 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ! 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 


b  APPENDIX. 

4  Lord  !  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  As  the  image  in  the  glass 
Answers  the  beholder's  face  ; 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appear, 
Print  thine  own  resemblance  there. 

6  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

7  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Ev'ry  hour  my  strength  renew ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

IX.  (S.  M.) 
The  Same. 

1  T3EH0LD  the  throne  of  grace  ! 
-*-'  The  promise  calls  me  near ; 

There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  pray'r. 

2  That  rich  atoning  blood, 
Which  sprinkled  round  I  see ; 

Provides  for  those  who  come  to  God, 
An  all-prevailing  plea. 

3  My  soul  ask  what  thou  wilt, 
Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold  ; 

Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
What  else  can  he  withhold. 

4  Beyond  thy  utmost  wants 
His  love  and  pow'r  can  bless  ; 

To  praying  souls  he  always  grants 
More  than  they  can  express. 

5  Since  'tis  the  Lord's  command, 
My  mouth  I  open  wide ; 

Lord,  open  thou  thy  bounteous  hand, 
That  I  may  be  supplied. 


APPENDIX. 

Thine  image.  Lord,  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love ; 
I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 

And  reign  with  thee  above. 

Teach  me  to  live  by  faith, 

Conform  my  will  to  thine ; 
Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 

And  then  in  glory  shine. 

If  thou  these  blessings  give, 

And  wilt  my  portion  be ; 
Cheerful  the  world's  poor  toys  I  leave 

To  them  who  know  not  thee. 

X    (CM.) 
Oh  that  I icere  as  in  jrtonths  past. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood 
Applied,  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 

And  bring  me  home  to  God. 
Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd, 

His  praises  tun'd  my  tongue  ; 
And  when  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail'd, 

His  love  was  all  my  song. 
In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles, 

The  world  no  more  could  charm  ; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  sniles, 

And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 
In  pray'r  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine : 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 

I  call'd  each  promise  mine. 
Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spoke 

Of  what  his  love  had  done  ; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke, 

For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 
Now  whim  the  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns : 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals. 

No  light  to  me  returns. 


8  APPENDIX. 

7  My  pray'rs  are  now  a  chatt'ring  noise, 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face ; 
I  read,  the  promise  meets  my  eyes, 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 

8  Now  Satan  threatens  to  prevail, 

And  make  my  soul  his  prey  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  mercies  cannot  fail, 
O  come  without  delay. 

XI.  (C.  M.) 

The  name  nf  Jesus  is  precious. 

HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  name !  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 
My  never-failing  treas'ry  fill'd 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace 

4  By  thee  my  pray'rs  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defil'd  ; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  own'd  a  child. 

5  Jesus  !  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

6  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

7  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  ev'ry  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


APPENDIX. 

XII.    (C.  M.) 

The  Prodigal  Son. 

A     A  FFLICTIONS,  though  they  seem  severe, 
-^-     In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 
They  stopp'd  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  forc'd  him  to  repent. 

2  Although  he  no  relenting  felt 

Till  he  had  spent  his  store  ; 
His  stubborn  heart  began  to  melt, 
When  famine  pinch'd  him  sore. 

3  •"*  What  have  I  gain'd  by  sin,"  he  said, 

But  hunger,  shame,  and  fear; 
My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread, 
While  I  am  starving  here. 

4  "  I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done, 

And  fall  before  his  face ; 
Unworthy  to  be  call'd  his  son, 
I'll  seek  a  servant's  place." 

6  His  father  saw  him  coming  back, 
He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smil'd ; 
And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

6  «  Father,  I've  sinn'd— but  O  forgive  !** 

"  I've  heard  enough,"  he  said, 
Rejoice  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  whom  I  mourn'd  as  dead. 

7  "  Now  let  the  fatted  can  be  slain, 

And  spread  the  news  around ; 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again, 

Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

8  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home ; 

More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 

And  welcomes  all  that  come. 


10  APPENOIA. 

XIII.    (C.  M.) 

Looking  at  tin  «  Vosa 

1  TN  evil  long  I  took  delight, 

J-     Unawed  by  shame  or  fear ; 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight. 
And  stopp'd  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 

In  agonies  and  blood  ; 
Who  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure,  never  to  my  latest  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look ; 
It  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt,  and  own'd  the  guilt, 

And  plung'd  me  in  despair ; 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 

And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 

5  Alas !  1  knew  not  what  I  did, 

But  now  my  tears  are  vain ; 
Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid  1 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 

6  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid; 
I'll  die,  that  thou  may'st  live. 

7  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue, 
(Such  is  the  mysterv  of  grace) 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

8  With  pleasing  grief  and  mournful  joy, 

My  spirit  now  is  fill'd  ; 
That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
Yet  live  by  him  I  kilPd. 


APPENDIX.  11 

XIV.  (C.  M.) 

The  Same. 

1  A  LAS,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed ! 
-*"*-     And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ! 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  II 

2  Thy  body  slain,  dear  Jesus,  thine, 

And  bathed  in  its  own  blood, 
While  all  exposed  to  wrath  divine, 
The  glorious  Sufferer  stood. 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 

He  grcan'd  upon  the  tree  1 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

4  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Saviour,  died. 
For  man,  the  rebel's  sin. 

&  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 
While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

6  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away  i 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


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